"But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart."
I tried to write a post about how I treasure the memory of Robert proposing in my heart, but it was really sappy. It's impossible to put into words the joy I felt when he knelt down, how much I loved the look on his face, how surprised I was and happy, etc etc etc.
I've become one of those girls who thinks the world revolves around her fiance, who thinks no one has ever loved as much as I have, who pities any other woman who doesn't get to marry her fiance. Disgusting, right?
There are already things about Robert that I treasure, already memories that I hide away and look at often...and I'm so excited for the rest of my life, when I get to make more treasured memories.
I warned you it was sappy.
