Firsthand Account of a Commitment Proposal

Canmaker has been reading the blog for quite a while.  But to him, I was just another anonymous blogger.  In a high school reunion some years back, he was shocked to find out that corpcloset happens to be his high school classmate.  He wrote about that encounter. 

Since then, we have managed to resurrect the high school barkada.  And thanks to facebook, we have been constantly in touch.  We actually owe it to him.  He pursued linking all of us again, and putting us online. 

Anyway, I have known Canmaker to be in a relationship for more than 8 years.  We've met and have come to love his partner, and even their 'kids'. 

During one particular get-together, we teased him about finally 'tying the knot' with his partner.  We were caught in the wave of gay marriage acceptance in different parts of the world.  And though our poor little Banana Republic would never legalize this (or am I being to pessimistic?), we told him that they should go through some kind of commitment ceremony.

As the night went on, we got really excited about it.  In typical beki discussion fashion, we had started to stylize the ceremony, the theme, the outfits, the catering, etc.  Then the discussion turned serious as Canmaker started to really consider proposing. 

And finally we told him that we needed to attend one before we all start passing away.  We've never witnessed any commitment ceremony.  And we may never.  His was our only chance!  

And one day, it finally happened: his Proposal! You just have to read his blogpost about it. It actually happened during one of our dinners, with almost all of the barkada in attendance.  c3 was there, too.  And I fashioned the ring out of the screwcap of a Coke Zero 2li bottle.  Though we were all happy and laughing, when Canmaker finally made the proposal, we were all touched.  Some of us even got really teary eyed. 

A firsthand experience.  A first-time for me.  It was just the sweetest thing.  And no matter what anybody says, it felt so right.