I have managed to hold back my tears all morning although I am sick to my stomach.
I walk into work and everyone is standing around my coworker. She got engaged over the weekend. I am truly happy for her, her story is actually quite interesting. She is 42 and ever married. she knows she missed the boat for kids and planned her life without anyone in it. Friends had been wanting to hook her and her fiancé up for quite sometime they both resisted but I eventually happened and they fell in love. She had told me when I first started dating FF that her BF had wanted kids and she felt awful she couldn't give them to him. He told her it didn't matter, he wanted her. She just sold her condo to move in with him and closed on it this weekend and he popped the question.
She was patient and she found the man who knew her worth.
The good thing about this is I can't cry at work, because I could never ever put a damper on what a happy moment this is for her.
I'm holding it together by a strong today. This one is harder than the last. We didn't get to see eachother often. This one became a part of me and my D9's life. Moved to fast, no I am feeling the fall horribly. Going cold turkey is hard.
