Something I will always be proud of is how before we became us, you were patient enough to wait until I was finally ready to commit again. We’ve been through hell and back; all those cold nights we sat by the water and you witnessed how I broke into pieces. Still, you managed to put the pieces back together. You are the glue that’s holding my life together. It would take a million words to tell our story but through it all you stayed by my side. You never let a minute pass without me knowing that your feelings are strong and that your intentions were true.

A few months ago I jokingly told him that when it happens, when he finally thinks I'm ready and it's time to make us official, I want this one specific song to play in background. That's when I'll know that it's happening. For a while, it has always been our thing to be by the water. A special place where we can escape reality and where none of our fears mattered. Something calming about a body of water makes us both keep coming back. He's been planning this trip for weeks and I had no idea why it was so special for him. I guess I should've expected it. Around 10 o'clock at night we drove by the falls. The water reflected lights that were a gradient of blue and purple. Its humongous mist filled the dark sky and you can feel the cold breeze as it softly touches your skin. He told me to just watch the falls. It was raining. (I hate the rain.) I was too preoccupied with the breathtaking view in front me that I didn't even notice him fiddling behind me trying to take something out of his backpack. A few seconds later, I heard it. My heart began beating so fast as if I was being chased by a hundred horses. The water now shined a bright gleam of red lights and suddenly I can no longer hear the falls gush over the rocks thundering violently into the lake. All I can hear now was every single note, every single strum and every single word coming from the song playing over the sound of the water behind me. At this moment, I didn't mind the rain as much anymore. It was like something you only see in movies. Something I can barely put in to words. Something like magic. Last night, next to the most spectacular body of water I could ever ask for, a promise was made. "Wouldn't you agree baby you and me got a groovy kind of love."

Steven is the reason why my opinion on marriage completely changed throughout the years. Many years ago, I did not believe in marriage. Why should I? I grew up watching Mother cry over the absence of her husband and even after he died, her luck with marriage stayed the same when her second husband left for another woman. I was terrified of marriage and my trust in it became little to none. After being with Steven for two years, I learned what it means to love unconditionally. I learned to put someone else’s happiness before mine and I learned that relationships require sacrifices from both sides. That is the true meaning of marriage. It is a unity between two people who has sacrificed so much to be together. For me, marriage is about being selfless and wanting to give rather than to receive. Marriage is something sacred shared by two people and it would only work if both parties are willing to meet halfway on every situation. I was once a non-believer but now, I cannot wait to be married and dedicate my life to the person who showed me the true meaning of love.