Suddenly, out of the blue, the 'zilla noticed that Rod had not yet put a ring on my finger. To be honest, his assignment had come up so fast the engagement diamond had been forgotten. He and I had a good long discussion about it with the conclusion that we should wait until his return to make a properly romantic presentation. Oh how much I wanted to be face to face with the man I loved when he slipped that beautiful ring on my finger; oh how much I longed to fling my arms around his neck and kiss him with a show of complete and total love. But no, that plan simply wasn't good enough. My darling's ear was captured by conflicting information that convinced him I had to have the ring immediately. So it came in the mail...
That's when the crying started. I couldn't help it; it was too much. The ring in the FedEx box was the beginning of the end. What was supposed to be the start of a beautiful life was reduced to a game of push me/pull you with Rod stuck in the middle. It was impossible. Every plan had to be placed on hold until a firm grip was taken to end the horror that had ended our happiness.
The months were ticking by with no wedding day in sight. All of a sudden the solution struck me. The only thing to do was to stop communicating the wedding plans with the person who was spreading the misinformation and rearranging all the plans. It was the only possible way to solve the complicated situation. With Rod still away on assignment, I quickly dashed off a message explaining everything in detail. It had to work!! After all desperate times called for desperate measures!
Silently the plans we had so carefully set out at the beginning of our engagement were set into place. It was a relief to finally have the ability to get things done without interference and without worry. Work, work, work, that's all I did for six months. My sole focus was to make sure everything was done correctly for Rod. Poor man, he had been through so much, he deserved a relief from all the confusion. He was not to worry about a thing; I had it all under control.
But...it wasn't to be. While I had a clear path, Rod was beset with a continuation of the rumors and misinformation. He hadn't realized the solution. He had reached the end of his rope. Upon his return, he called the whole thing off! For him, it was impossible.
