Things are going to be different, from now on.
Well, once again, I have let time slip through my hands. Though, it doesn't seem like I can control it at times. It seems before I know it a month has gone by, and they just keep going. I may very well, consider this my last entry on my online journal. Like I said, time is just going to fast for me to steadily keep up with the posts. We'll just have to see. Though, if it is, it will definitely be ending on a good note. On July 3rd, was my boyfriend and my first year anniversary. We've had our ups and downs, but we made it through it. Our bond has become stronger as time passed. On this special day, it was made even more special as he took me to the place where our second date ended close to a year ago. Skyline drive has a wonderful view over the town and that was where we watched the fireworks conclude that night. On July 3rd, he took me there in the middle of the day since I had to leave later that day to return home for work the following day. (Yes, I worked 4th of July. Closed even.) Anyway, on the drive up there he noted that my gift was in the backseat. Which was roughly a 9x12 box wrapped in shiny silver paper. Earlier he went to his mom's to get it for me. Anyway, as we arrived to our destination we got out of the car and moved to the very spot we sat nearly a year ago. I gave him my gift. Then when it was time for me to receive mine, he purposely procrastinated as he stepped behind me and held me around my shoulders. We stood there for a couple of moments and he was telling me how much he loved me. I could tell he was fishing for something in his pocket. But, I didn't acknowledge it. He then asked me if I was ready to open my gift. I said that I was as he moved around me. He then dropped down on one knee and held up a beautiful solitaire diamond ring. I, instantly, started to cry. I couldn't tell you the words he said, if any. The gesture alone said it all. In a matter of seconds I dropped to my own knees. Grabbing ahold of him and burying my face against his chest. I couldn't believe how much I was balling. At one point, I heard him ask: 'Is that a yes?' I told him 'yes' repeatedly. Then he told me I needed to stand up so he could finish. Through blurred eyes I could see that tears had spilled from his eyes as well. It was so touching to see that. Placing the ring on my finger he stood up and we held each other for a while. I cried for a few more minutes before he told me that I could open the box. Inside were three different bridal magazines. He was so clever. I loved it. Of course, it's to be expected for me to feel nervous about getting married again. Especially, since I was burned so bad from the first one. But, honestly, I couldn't imagine spending the rest of my life without him. Honestly, I feel that my life has been ever blessed since I moved out here to Virginia. With the exception of not getting to see my family but twice a year. My life has a brighter light on it now than ever before. And I know, that from here on, it will only get better.