The man in my life- The Boy. (I started referring to him as the Boy around the time I started liking him, and it stuck.) I am totally in love with the most amazing Scottish man. The long distance is killer, but after 18 months, we are still going strong.
On my way home from Israel, I stopped off in Scotland for a while, to visit the Boy, who I hadn't seen all year! I loved being there, relaxing, spending time together, meeting his family and friends.
The weather was amazing in Scotland the first weeks I was there- sunny and warm. One Saturday, he took me out to Stirlingshire to go hill-walking in one of his favorite places. We walked up this hill and stopped half-way up, where we had this beautiful view of the town below and the surrounding valley. Everything in this country is the most spectacular color of green, and there were lots of wild flowers (and pesky bugs). As we sat there enjoying the view and talking, the Boy asked me to marry him. For some reason, I then responded with what I felt was a reasonable question, "Are you really asking?" After he repeated the question, I said yes! He then pulled out a very pretty ring and put it on my finger. After all this, he looked at me and with a very concerned look said, "You're not smiling." What can I say? Sometimes I don't smile. Maybe I was distracted by the sparkly jewelry. :) This is all to say that I am engaged!!! Finally!!
