James showed up at Margarita Friday around 10 Friday night. He was wearing his best suit and carrying a big bouquet of flowers. He gave me the flowers, and while I was ooohing over them, he pulled out the ring (ice blue sapphire, rose gold setting) and said "so, I was wondering if you would be my wife?"
I heard someone squeal, and then I looked around the room and saw my friends (and I was so thrilled to have so many of you there) cheering. I threw my arms around him and to the surprise of absolutely no one, I said yes.
I'm just so happy to have found him. I keep trying to put into words what he means to me, and I can't quite do it, but he's everything I ever dreamed of and never thought I'd find.
Yes, James. Today and always, yes.