So after over 10 years and two children later, my boyfriend asked me if I would like to get engaged. The words I have been waiting to hear, so badly, for the longest time. He also asked if I would like to get married when all our debt is paid off. More words I have so badly wanted to hear.
Money has been in big factor as to why this haven’t happened yet, but at the same time I believe if there’s a will there’s a way. He’s knows this has meant a lot to me but I have tried my hardest not to nag him. The more I nagged the further away the true meaning of it all went.
I didn’t want him to propose because I bagered the crap out of him or because he felt like he had to. I wanted him to propose because he wanted to.
Last night he asked my dad if he could marry me. My dad said yes.
I know he’s not what my parents had pictured for me but I’m a grown up, it’s my choice and I love the life we have together, I want nothing more than to marry him. I was so happy my dad said yes, I didn’t think he would say no but I was still nervous.
I think we’re going to look at rings this weekend, I’m trying not to get too excited as I don’t think he’s planning on buying one as soon as I’m hoping he is. Again money is a factor.
I just hope he doesn’t keep me waiting forever. Now this has been dangled in front of me it’s all I’m thinking about! It’s one stop closer to having the same last name as my children. That’s so exciting to me. But I also know he wouldn’t of asked my dad last night if it was a million years away.
This was just my daily rambles about my good news!
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