Once
I realized the other day that Conrad won't be proposing to me again. The declaration of love and how he wants to share his life with me from this day forward and the kneeling and the presentation of the ring and the crying and the celebrating and the climactic moment: over. When I realized this, I was like, "SUCK!" because it was so fun the first time and I think I would like to have another one. And then another.
Of course, this could be achieved should someone else propose to me on down the line, but Conrad and I are in agreement that "until death do us part" is a solemn vow and the only way our marriage will end. Do you believe in divorce, people ask. Well, yes I believe it exists, but I don't believe it is an option for me. So I'm back to the single proposal. Not that it wasn't wonderful, perfect and everything I ever imagined it should be. That's the problem! I want to have Conrad propose to me all the time. Because I'd love to hear him ask me that question every day for the rest of my life.
And every day, say: Yes.
April
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