How to Live Happliy Ever After in 2 Months
Once upon a time, there was a girl (me), who had a bad habit of falling in love. And she fell in love so often that she started to confuse her feelings and ignore the signs. It was not until about 4 months ago that she realized that although she had been in love lots of times, she had never been loved back.
Realizing you’ve never been loved is a scary feeling, because it makes you question all that you think and feel and forces you to reevaluate every relationship you have ever had. It makes your feelings feel cheap and immature. And, I have to admit, it hurts.
But fortunately, (at least I think), the moment you realize that you have never been loved before is the same moment you find someone who really does love you. And, a real love won’t let you hurt.
I have been through so many trials and tribulations over that past few months since my move back to Florida, what with the drama at my new job and the adjustment of going back to school. There have been moments where I was ready to throw in the towel….but I had someone pull me through. He has been my life line. And thanks to his love for me, I’m still sane; I have earned a respectable GPA this semester (3.7); and, I’ve discovered that chilvalry is not is not dead.
Everything has happened so quickly. But I figure that any man who will take my daughter to see The Wiggles LIVE so that I can go do research at the library, who puts gas in my car every week and takes me to lunch every day, who washes the dishes after every meal I cook, and who is more than sufficiently brillant and handsome, deserved some consideration. He loves me so much that he didn’t ge me a choice but to love him back.
But, I’m so glad I did.
Because, on Saturday, November 18th, my friend of just 5 months and boyfriend of just 2 got down on one knee with a beautiful platinum and diamond ring in hand and asked me to marry him; and, I said yes.
And even though the timing has been fast…I mean REALLy fast…I am happy. Happier than I have been in a long time. And for the first time ever, I am being loved for me, and nothing more or less. And for the first time, I think I realized that a fairytale love is not just for fairytales. People in the real world too can live happily ever after…
(if they don’t kill each other during the planning of the wedding.)
