November 26th, 2018. Among a busy year of new beginnings, journeys completed and celebrations abundant, I was unknowingly in for the biggest one yet on this misty Mud Island evening. Charlie had just closed on a new, dreamy home and, while he was signing the papers at the realtor's office, I was hunkered down studying across town. When I got the call that it was official, I agreed to meet him at the new house...coincidentally stopping for champagne in order to congratulate him when I got there. With a cheap bottle in hand and excitement about the impending move, I met him with a hug at the door. I heard "Here's your set of keys," and an especially sparkly "key ring" attached to them caught my eye. When I looked up, he was on one knee.