I would love to write out the whole two year story, starting with the HV5 and ending (which is actually another beginning) at Lake Michigan on a chilly Saturday, but I really have not had time. Not even 7 minutes. So here's what I will say for now.
Everyone asked when we'd get married.
And dated. And laughed.
Everyone kept asking.
We loved each other. (Probably me first. I fall, Jeremy "grows".)
We dated some more.
We told people to mind their own business when they kept asking.
We still laughed.
We went to Seattle.
We went to Chicago.
He got down on one knee.
I got all flustered.
He asked me to marry him!
I said YES!
And now my finger is sparkly and we are engaged and I cannot wait to be with him forever!
Details later. When I have time. Which could be MUCH later.