Sorry...
Sorry!
I didn't have time to write. Heck, I didn't have time to breath!
My pregnancy goes well. I'm still going to school.
Sometimes, it's like it didn't change anything. Sometimes, I wonder what has been of my life.
I'm of age now. Last week was my birthday and... what's been of my life?
When things got so... different. So unplanned.
However, I think I'll always feel this way, even if I'm happy.
Then... let's start with the good stuff... my fianceé proposed! XD Really, he had already done it. But in the pragmatic way.
"You're 17. You're pregnant. I don't care. Let's get married."
and I replied. "Yeah, ok... I could arrange something for my old crib."
It wasn't like everybody dreams about. But... hey, I wasn't really thinking.
Marriage was just a logical consequence. We talked about marriage with ease. It was in the "where do we go from here..." list.
Marco proposed last Saturday. In his car. The same car in which we had our first kiss, he confessed to me, we spent our nights in, the vehicle which every day stopped in front the book shop and after I jumped in it, everything was better. And we went to his house. Our home now.
He was so sweet.
He gave me the ring and said "in the past we were friends, partners in mischief, holding each other to survive in a world too hard for us. We fell in love. We became lovers. And even if nobody asked us if we were ready or not, we are starting to create a family. Now, I'm giving you a choice. The choice fate didn't give us. I'm asking you to be my wife, and really make a family of two lonely souls."
I broke down.
Of course I said yes.
So... now... wow. In few months I'll be a mother and a wife. And even if I still don't know what's been of my life, I couldn't be happier.
I didn't have time to write. Heck, I didn't have time to breath!
My pregnancy goes well. I'm still going to school.
Sometimes, it's like it didn't change anything. Sometimes, I wonder what has been of my life.
I'm of age now. Last week was my birthday and... what's been of my life?
When things got so... different. So unplanned.
However, I think I'll always feel this way, even if I'm happy.
Then... let's start with the good stuff... my fianceé proposed! XD Really, he had already done it. But in the pragmatic way.
"You're 17. You're pregnant. I don't care. Let's get married."
and I replied. "Yeah, ok... I could arrange something for my old crib."
It wasn't like everybody dreams about. But... hey, I wasn't really thinking.
Marriage was just a logical consequence. We talked about marriage with ease. It was in the "where do we go from here..." list.
Marco proposed last Saturday. In his car. The same car in which we had our first kiss, he confessed to me, we spent our nights in, the vehicle which every day stopped in front the book shop and after I jumped in it, everything was better. And we went to his house. Our home now.
He was so sweet.
He gave me the ring and said "in the past we were friends, partners in mischief, holding each other to survive in a world too hard for us. We fell in love. We became lovers. And even if nobody asked us if we were ready or not, we are starting to create a family. Now, I'm giving you a choice. The choice fate didn't give us. I'm asking you to be my wife, and really make a family of two lonely souls."
I broke down.
Of course I said yes.
So... now... wow. In few months I'll be a mother and a wife. And even if I still don't know what's been of my life, I couldn't be happier.