he finally asked...

Well! It finally happened... JL asked me to marry him on Christmas morning which totally threw me off guard. I really had no idea mostly because we didn't talk a lot (him) about it, he told me once (I have an elephant's memory) that a girl should pick her ring out because she is the one that has to wear it, and I cannot fathom when he had time to buy it (knowing how he likes to "be sure" and to "research, research, research.") He did it. It was a very sweet proposal, we both cried, and I know and have always known from the day I met him that he was the one... I don't like the fact that we have both been married before, both of us in marriages that ended devastating both of us, and there is baggage with that... but, there are no children involved, so that makes it a whole heckuva lot easier.