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4/16/2006, Engaged!
Well, after a year and a half of hemming and hawing about this, I decided to marry Akemi and bring her back to the United States with me. She had made up her mind a long time ago, so it was really in my hands. Although I'm not real keen on commitment, I think I'll look back on this as one of the best decisions I've made in my life. Akemi is really a winner and I love her very much. Fortunately for me, she loves me, too. (If gushiness gives you the willies, then stop reading now. I don't know how to write this page without making it a little syruppy.)
 | The ring. A fair number of people around us have gotten married without the engagement ring. I didn't like the idea of spending 3 months salary on something she might only wear for a few weeks. So, I got something that I think looks nice, but might not impress her friends so much. |
Akemi knew nothing of the ring. I made up my mind while I was visiting graduate schools in the United States. When I got back, I let her know very, very subtly. I just changed my verb tenses. Instead of, "If we were to get married, then we would need to do this paperwork," (subjunctive mood) I said, "We need to do this paperwork." (affirmative mood). I guess that's the ultimate in Japanese indirect communication. She heard the message loud and clear.
She wasn't expecting any ceremony about proposal nor was she expecting an engagement ring. I simply told her, actually a long time ago, that I wanted to look at cherry blossoms with her on Sunday. I had this in mind, even before I had made up my mind about marriage. This was my tentative plan. We went to Hasedera, a town in Nara prefecture near the border with Mie prefecture. She had read somewhere that the cherry blossoms were still at or near full bloom there.
 | Arriving in Hasedera. |
 | Indeed, the cherry blossoms were in fine form. |
 | Looking at cherry blossoms. |
 | After walking around and talking a little about the future and stuff, I proposed to her right here under the cherry tree in the middle of the picture. It was perfect - nobody in sight, sun shining, cherry blossoms raining down on us, everything a marriage proposal is supposed to be. She immediately started crying. As for myself, my eyes might have, um, "sweated" a few drops, too. (Yeah, I know it's weird to put this in my online journal, but after some thinking and discussion with Akemi, I decided it should be a part of my record of the Japan trip. Excluding it would be even stranger than including it.) |
 | After standing there for a few minutes and enjoying the moment with her, I started to feel it was time to start walking again. Just then, an announcement interrupted with a loudspeaker. It was time. Just then, we found somebody to take our picture to commemorate the event. |
 | Another picture taken a few minutes after the event. |
 | We spent a while longer just walking around. |
 | Lots of flowers were beautiful. |
 | Enjoying the area around the temple. |
 | Enjoying the area around the temple. |
 | Enjoying the area around the temple. |
 | A poster about Hasedera (in Japanese). |
 | A poster about Hasedera (in English). |
On the way back, we stopped and got a rhododendron plant in Hasedera for her parents. Our hope was that it will flower when we are gone and maybe they will think of us.
 | This is not the rhododendron. These are the miniature roses I gave her in the morning before we left. |
 | At the end of the day, we looked down and found ourselves engaged. |
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