Sunflower Powers Thru

Sigh! Wedding?

Me! Sigh! Wedding? 52 and he's 57. No kids. We're both bipolar.

It's kind of sudden, except we've been friends for twenty years. We almost got married in the 80s, but I chickened out. Had we married then, we would have divorced by now. I think now we're both finally ready to settle down.

This getting married idea crossed my mind three weeks ago, but I said nothing. Then it came up today. He gave me a cluster and promise ring with lots of tiny diamonds last week. Called them my sparklies. Tonight he was talking about bigger sparklies. Funny, it's something I always wanted--a pretty diamond ring bridal set. Now I'm almost embarrassed to admit I really do. I'm not embarrassed about not planning to wear white either. He'll do unconventional with me.

This feels so sudden, so weird, and so right.