I-I... um... I don't have the right words to express how much I love you... But that flower.... I named it after you... And I thought that, if I couldn't say how I felt, I would express it in another way... And I know this is sudden, and I know this was not expected, but um... I would like to ask for your hand in marriage.
He opens the box to a beautiful engagement ring.
Sol, will you make me the luckiest side in the world... And marry me?
You own everything that happened to you. Tell your stories. If people wanted you to write warmly about them, they should have behaved better. — Anne Lamott
