Trying to break the trend of sad threads on the Relationships topic, I am announcing that... my DP and I are getting married!
On Chinese New Year, exactly 3 years after we started going out together, he prepared me a traditional Chinese dinner of hot pot, and even bought a Chinese liquor to go with it, and before going to bed he went on his knee and asked me THE question. And I said yes! :)))
I actually almost spoiled his surprise by moaning about our relationship not moving on the day before :P
I know it's hardly a planetary event, but it is for me! I never thought I would get married, not because I believe marriage is useless, but precisely the contrary: after many short-lived relationships in which I was always the one to call the shots, I never believed I would find anyone I could commit to. However, my DP (I still have to get used to call him a "fiance") is the kind of man I never thought existed. He is a good man, forgiving, he has no malice, he holds no grudges, even to people who treated him badly in the past. He is generous, affectionate, sweet, intelligent and hard-working (and has broken his cycle of workaholism because he realized it was important to me). He loves me unconditionally, is honest, his family clearly adore him and he them. He is great in bed, he is an amazing cook, and lo and behold... my mum loves him! (this last is unprecedented with any of my or my sister's boyfriends). I really couldn't let him get away!
And most important of all, he is the only person in the World I see myself growing old with.
So if everything goes as planned, in January next year we will be having a very simple beach wedding (Summer in New Zealand) with just close family and friends, and a bbq afterwards, in the most authentic Kiwi style. I would have married him next week with just two friends as witnesses and a marriage celebrant, but my family and friends from Spain surprised me by insisting in coming, so we decided to delay the ceremony :).
So, for me it is a new career (currently re-training as a midwife) and a husband-to-be in 2012. Definitely much more promising than last year, when we lived in constant fear of earthquakes in Christchurch.
And in my very best MN style, I can only finish this post with a big HUGS TO ALL!!!
A Very Happy Spaniard