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Brilliant_Rock
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Hi there -- brief intro -- been dating C for over a year...marriage has been discussed outright and circuitously...lots of "bombs" dropped on his part...those hints that make your heart soar, you know?
My lease is up in August and I''ve told him that I will not move in with him until we''re at least engaged. He keeps mentioning my moving in, saying "everything will work out" when I say I need to find a place. It''s an odd thing for him to say considering he''s in real estate and anytime anyone mentions moving he goes into business mode, giving advice and whatnot.
Long story short, lots of comments on his part about us, about "our" home, about the future. Good news that has been very calming and kept me from pushing the point because I just want to enjoy the moment and the growth we continue to experience.
So skip ahead to where I was a dingbat...I was going in for surgery yesterday. This has been weighing on me and I guess it came to a head on Saturday...I was scared and looking for some good news, you know. So (this is so embarrassing) -- I snooped to see if he was really thinking of proposing soon. He wasn''t home...I stopped myself after literally only 2 minutes because I realized what a horrible invasion of privacy this was, and how not like me it was. I started to cry and promised myself that I would never do such a thing again.
Of course, not being good at this sort of thing, he realized I''d riffled through his stuff. It was painful, and he was so wonderful about it, saying that he''d known me a long time and a 2 minute stupid mood does not negate a year and a half relationship of trust...he chalked it up to my being scared about the surgery. I of course apologized profusely and told him I would earn his trust back, and the darling said I hadn''t lost his trust...he just knew I was having an awful moment. Have I mentioned how wonderful he is?
But he did say...and this is the part that breaks my heart -- that he wants "this" to be a surprise and wonderful and special. I feel like such a heel. It''s hard to forgive myself right now. When talking through this with him he also kept smiling and saying it''s not a big deal, that I haven''t thrown things backwards.
I really am not coming here to do anything but get this off my chest...and hopefully I can join so many of you in your joyous times/
My lease is up in August and I''ve told him that I will not move in with him until we''re at least engaged. He keeps mentioning my moving in, saying "everything will work out" when I say I need to find a place. It''s an odd thing for him to say considering he''s in real estate and anytime anyone mentions moving he goes into business mode, giving advice and whatnot.
Long story short, lots of comments on his part about us, about "our" home, about the future. Good news that has been very calming and kept me from pushing the point because I just want to enjoy the moment and the growth we continue to experience.
So skip ahead to where I was a dingbat...I was going in for surgery yesterday. This has been weighing on me and I guess it came to a head on Saturday...I was scared and looking for some good news, you know. So (this is so embarrassing) -- I snooped to see if he was really thinking of proposing soon. He wasn''t home...I stopped myself after literally only 2 minutes because I realized what a horrible invasion of privacy this was, and how not like me it was. I started to cry and promised myself that I would never do such a thing again.
Of course, not being good at this sort of thing, he realized I''d riffled through his stuff. It was painful, and he was so wonderful about it, saying that he''d known me a long time and a 2 minute stupid mood does not negate a year and a half relationship of trust...he chalked it up to my being scared about the surgery. I of course apologized profusely and told him I would earn his trust back, and the darling said I hadn''t lost his trust...he just knew I was having an awful moment. Have I mentioned how wonderful he is?
But he did say...and this is the part that breaks my heart -- that he wants "this" to be a surprise and wonderful and special. I feel like such a heel. It''s hard to forgive myself right now. When talking through this with him he also kept smiling and saying it''s not a big deal, that I haven''t thrown things backwards.
I really am not coming here to do anything but get this off my chest...and hopefully I can join so many of you in your joyous times/