A month ago today I became engaged to Robert.
To tell the complete truth I remember little of the actual proposal beyond the facts, largely because it took place after midnight mass which ends around 1am, a time when me and awake do not mix. I can say he listens to me, because he asked me before telling anyone, something I have always wanted since we live in an era where I am not my dad's to give. I can say he knows me well, because he didn't choose a solitaire ring, but one with emeralds and a slightly elven look.
The past month has been one of the happiest of my life. I went dress shopping for my friend, who gets married in august, at the start of the year and since then my brain has gone into overdrive with ideas.