So there's this boy ...

That I met two years ago.

We met in the most unlikely of ways at the most inopportune time.

This was the summer of 2008 and I was tied down to an asshole boyfriend while he was in mourning.

In November of 2008 we were hopelessly in love with each other and realized that we didn’t want anyone else.

It took time and lots of trial and error but in the end we finally moved in together and began our new life.

Over the past two years I’ve never felt so loved, lucky or happy as I have with Nick in my life. Things weren’t always easy for our budding relationship and there were a few times where we went our separate ways but in the end we always found our way back to each other.

We endured two years of long distance, stress, anxiety and loneliness until we finally said “enough!” and I moved in on April 24th, 2010.

The first couple of months living together weren’t the smoothest. We had a lot of cultural differences to work through, different expectations of each other (or lack-there-of, on my part) and a situation of being crowded in a small apartment and his becoming a parent for the first time in his life … to a two year old. (Who, though very smart and well behaved, intimidated him at first. Becoming a parent is scary enough when it’s you’re own new born, but when it’s a child that has only ever known her mother and great-grandmother there was a lot to live up to. And he has done FABULOUSLY!) We managed though. We found ways to deal with our stress and were finally forced to confront our longest standing issue — communication. We learned how to sit down and talk about things instead of argue and through it all our bond became even stronger.

Now, with our own apartment and privacy we’ve expanded upon the foundations of our relationship and come to realize that there is absolutely no one better for us than the other person! The two of us are so taken with one another that we can’t imagine a life without the other person. We knew we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together, perhaps even get married but these were always just ideas we agreed upon and felt strongly about.

Last night I decided that it was time to make it official. We knew we were going to get married sometime in 2011 as it were and there was no reason barring us from it now. So I proposed to my boyfriend, the love of my life and now it’s official!

We couldn’t be happier for it! So now it’s time to slowly start deciding whether or not we want a ceremony, if so what it’s going to be like and where, honey-moon, etc etc. The thrill of this all hasn’t even set in yet because I’m still caught up in the cloud of his intoxicating-love! He said yes and now my brain doesn’t work. So I’m going to sit back and enjoy the satisfaction in knowing I’ve got the best partner for me, there ever was!