Last year, completely out of the blue, my high school sweetheart re-appeared in my life 25 years after I last saw her. Back then, she and I had that kind of connection that a married couple have, we'd finish each other's sentences, had the lightning flashing whenever we touched.
We straight away fell back into those old roles, as if we had only seen each other last the week before. She also quickly put herself into a "Wife" role, telling me to properly take care of myself and being a support when I needed a shoulder to cry on.
Then telling me that she needed some space, I left her alone for around six months. Although I did keep in contact with her through the occasional E-mail.
Last month, I decided on a whim to call her, and she actually went "What took you so long?"
For the last couple of weeks she and I have been apping like crazy. And I shared with her my uncertainty about maybe having to sell the house when my mother passes away and fearing that I might royally screw that up. I told her that the house is too big for me alone to live in and maintain. And that if all else fails I'd plan to sell it off to my brother and his wife for them to live in and use the money to buy something around the rural parts of Maastricht.
She said "You CAN do that and know that I will always be by your side to help you." And that's when I knew it for sure.
I'm going to propose to her.
I told a trusted friend about it, and he said, "Pick the right moment to pop the question, you will know when it comes."
So I'm excited, but at the same time I'm terrified, what will she say?
We straight away fell back into those old roles, as if we had only seen each other last the week before. She also quickly put herself into a "Wife" role, telling me to properly take care of myself and being a support when I needed a shoulder to cry on.
Then telling me that she needed some space, I left her alone for around six months. Although I did keep in contact with her through the occasional E-mail.
Last month, I decided on a whim to call her, and she actually went "What took you so long?"
For the last couple of weeks she and I have been apping like crazy. And I shared with her my uncertainty about maybe having to sell the house when my mother passes away and fearing that I might royally screw that up. I told her that the house is too big for me alone to live in and maintain. And that if all else fails I'd plan to sell it off to my brother and his wife for them to live in and use the money to buy something around the rural parts of Maastricht.
She said "You CAN do that and know that I will always be by your side to help you." And that's when I knew it for sure.
I'm going to propose to her.
I told a trusted friend about it, and he said, "Pick the right moment to pop the question, you will know when it comes."
So I'm excited, but at the same time I'm terrified, what will she say?
