Every month near the 15th, my betrothed takes me to the restaurant that we had our first date at. It was something he suggested we do, and it has been something that he has made sure we do, without fail. We don't always make it on the 15th, but we always go as near to it as we can manage. It's a very, very sweet tradition to me.
And on one of those traditional outings....he gave me a ring.
We went last night, exactly two months out from our wedding. Very appropriate and very fun to raise a glass with my love in the place where we started to fall and where I changed from girlfriend to fiance.
(And now I've teared up. Let's see if I can manage to keep my mascara from running. Ugh, I'm such a sap!)
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