I come home after a rough day at college and try to find some comfort in my mom by telling her what happened to me during the day. Even though it was a big deal to me she didn’t seem to concentrate or listen to anything I had to say… all she wanted me to do is cut a milk tart sitting in the patio (really??)….after some frustrated gestures I finally gave in to her nagging about the tart (thinking she must be going sugar mad) and I open a big white box to find a huge heart chocolate cake (I am such a chocoholic!!!!!) framed with pink roses saying….WILL YOU MARRY ME.
Out of nowhere, Johann (My super Cool Fiancée) appears on his knees next to me with a pink little box. Now…I chose my ring…and this was NOT the ring I chose (hehe). Being all serious and teary eyed I try to act like I really like it while thinking of how I’m going to drown in my tears later in the darkest corner of my room…. fortunately he pulls out the real ring…the one I dreamed about….absolutely stunning!!!! Of course I said yes. This is the man I want to grow old with as corny as it may seem. He is my past, my future and most important of all…my now! He may not have hired a restaurant or serenaded me….but the thing is – he knows me, even the deepest parts of my soul. At the end of the day thats all that matters, we could share that moment that was so priceless, filled with our love and admiration for each other. So….thank you Johann for being my rock…my all! I heart you.
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