A Ring is Such a Simple Thing

After two long years of hoping for quanta to make up his mind, last night he finally asked me to marry him. He waited until 40 minutes before the end of my semi-humorously applied deadline to ask me. The ring is beautiful, and I am still partly in shock. It hasn’t really hit me yet. I mean, I’ve sort of thought for a long time that quanta and I would always be together. But to have this symbol of that commitment… well… it’s amazing. He is a good man, and I am very lucky.