To Bring You My Love
I already posted this in my RO story journal, but figured I should repost it here.
On valentine’s day, Michael picked me up from work and told me to go inside our apartment because he had to go check the mailbox. On my computer screen was an open word document and an mp3 file. The document told me to play the mp3. Turns out he had a mutual friend of ours (who happens to be a musician) write a song for me... And then the note told me to look under my keyboard. Under the keyboard was a wonderful hand-written love note, in which he said several things... One of which was that he wants to marry me once we both have more stable lives and save a bit more money. For now there's no ring, but the commitment is all there. We will be celebrating our fifth anniversary this summer. I thought it would be our sixth, but then I realized I got it mixed up with how long I've been playing RO. Worst. Girlfriend. Ever. xD
Its funny... When we had been together for about a year, I told him to never mention marriage in the future. Loyal though I was, still am and always will be, the idea of marriage scared the hell out of me. But recently I’d been thinking "I'm going to spend my whole life with this man whether we’re married or not, why should I be so scared of marriage?" God damn he knows me. He even stayed outside while I read the notes, because he knows I get really nervous and uncomfortable reading love notes and talking about my emotions face to face.
So now I guess I’m pre-engaged? Realistically, I might become a Mrs. sometime in the next 2-3 years, roffle. I've always wondered about the idea of keeping my own last name though. Not as an empty bullshit feminist gesture, but more out of respect for my family. Michael has 35356247 relatives that carry his last name (he has over 40 cousins,) but I really don't have that many, and most of them are old and childless. But we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
And a few weird facts;
Michael has the same middle name as my brother.
Michael's dad has the same middle name as my dad.
My maternal grandmother had Cecile Bruner roses as her wedding bouquet. Michael's last name is Bruner. (Its funny, I know very little about my maternal family tree other than the fact that its composed mainly of western european jews, but dammit, I know grandma's favorite rose!)
And to get even more ahead of myself... SOMEONE (D;) asked me a question on my ROS, which I will answer now. No, I don't plan on having kids anytime soon, if ever. I really don't like kids. They make me extremely nervous... I actually hide from them at social gatherings and when I'm at work. Babies are even scarier. You should see how overzealous I am about birth control. Actually, maybe you shouldn't.
Happy post-valentines day chocolate week!
On valentine’s day, Michael picked me up from work and told me to go inside our apartment because he had to go check the mailbox. On my computer screen was an open word document and an mp3 file. The document told me to play the mp3. Turns out he had a mutual friend of ours (who happens to be a musician) write a song for me... And then the note told me to look under my keyboard. Under the keyboard was a wonderful hand-written love note, in which he said several things... One of which was that he wants to marry me once we both have more stable lives and save a bit more money. For now there's no ring, but the commitment is all there. We will be celebrating our fifth anniversary this summer. I thought it would be our sixth, but then I realized I got it mixed up with how long I've been playing RO. Worst. Girlfriend. Ever. xD
Its funny... When we had been together for about a year, I told him to never mention marriage in the future. Loyal though I was, still am and always will be, the idea of marriage scared the hell out of me. But recently I’d been thinking "I'm going to spend my whole life with this man whether we’re married or not, why should I be so scared of marriage?" God damn he knows me. He even stayed outside while I read the notes, because he knows I get really nervous and uncomfortable reading love notes and talking about my emotions face to face.
So now I guess I’m pre-engaged? Realistically, I might become a Mrs. sometime in the next 2-3 years, roffle. I've always wondered about the idea of keeping my own last name though. Not as an empty bullshit feminist gesture, but more out of respect for my family. Michael has 35356247 relatives that carry his last name (he has over 40 cousins,) but I really don't have that many, and most of them are old and childless. But we'll cross that bridge when we come to it.
And a few weird facts;
Michael has the same middle name as my brother.
Michael's dad has the same middle name as my dad.
My maternal grandmother had Cecile Bruner roses as her wedding bouquet. Michael's last name is Bruner. (Its funny, I know very little about my maternal family tree other than the fact that its composed mainly of western european jews, but dammit, I know grandma's favorite rose!)
And to get even more ahead of myself... SOMEONE (D;) asked me a question on my ROS, which I will answer now. No, I don't plan on having kids anytime soon, if ever. I really don't like kids. They make me extremely nervous... I actually hide from them at social gatherings and when I'm at work. Babies are even scarier. You should see how overzealous I am about birth control. Actually, maybe you shouldn't.
Happy post-valentines day chocolate week!