However, his proposal felt just as exciting as actually getting engaged. Because now I could start wondering about what sort of romantic wedding proposals he might be thinking of. Would he get his inspiration from a video game? Would he be getting down on one knee toward the end of a nice dinner? Would his proposal be in the gardens outside Rockingham Castle where we went last year? Will he be proposing at a picnic at East Carlton where he brought me on my first date? Could his idea of the perfect proposal be sitting on his bed watching Top Gear? And if he chose that last one, would I say yes? Hah.
I let mom know we were getting engaged this summer, but no one else. She was not surprised in the least; when she saw the photos from our first summer together she said “so are you going to marry this guy?” And I told her yes. He came for Christmas and though she was happy for me before because she could tell that he makes me happy, once she met him she approved whole heartedly.
A few people at work started wondering if this would be the summer that I’d be getting engaged. Some of them asked out loud, but the ones I’m closest to didn’t have to. They aren’t the kind to make a person feel awkward like that. But they are the ones who still ask how the wedding planning is going months later, even as the news has worn off.
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