Confessions of a Hopeless Romantic
So I must admit, I am an absolutely hopeless romantic. I’ll be the first to admit it. You see, I believe that God has a Prince Charming for me. And I believe in the magic of first kisses. (Which is why I’m saving mine). But it’s not just that. It makes me extraordinarily happy to see other people in love and so happy. Like my beloved Rebecca (Skittles) and her Clay (Kirby). You see, Rebecca is my big sister. Not really, but you know what I mean. I love her to death and she has been through a lot with that. She’s also put up with a lot, I was kind of annoying when I was younger. And I’m just hoping that’s not true anymore so now one had better dash my hopes… Anyways, in exactly two weeks (well two weeks if you consider the fact that it’s nearly tuesday as I type this) she and Clay will have been courting for four years. (I think, if I did the math correctly. It was the Valentine’s Day of my Freshman year of highschool if you care to double check that.) And in August, I believe it’s 200 days from now by her count, she will actually take his name and they will promise to spend the rest of their lives together. And this makes me immensely happy. So very immensely happy that it was all I could do to contain my excitement over her announcement that she bought her dress today. (I’ll have you know that the day she called they were engaged I spent several long minutes screaming into a pillow afterwards I was so excited.) It makes me so happy that I’m sure how to express it. But seeing her so happy, seeing them together and so happy, well it sort of rubs off on you.
So anyways, yeah just thought I’d confess to being a hopeless romantic who believes happily ever after exists. And I can’t wait to watch Rebecca and Clay start on that particular journey together.