My fiance's Dad dated my Dad's sister back in 1950's for a few years...then there ways seperated...When my dad sister died they discovered photos of them. We have the photos now..(my dad insisted that i ask Maartin if his dads names was Arend Johan von Willigh) . So when i asked him,we started talking..and he insisted on taking me on a lunch date..at 1st i didnt want to..but he never stopped asking..so we went on the lunch date...He was never married before and when we left, he told me me 'i'm the one he's been waiting for so long' ...i just laughed it off...but from there our love grown into somthing so beautifull,i cannot picture myself a day without his love...
We continued and completed the love story that his dad and my aunt could'nt ❤
My fionce is working in Iraq and we only see each other every 5th month...we went away for holiday to Mauritius, on the beach he decided that we want to get married,we changed our status on fb to married and got grass rings, we caused huge hurricanes with these posts, back in SA he bought me a ring and said its not an engagement ring...that ring is just to ask if i will walk with him hand in hand into the future .he went back to Iraq..when he came back home again in August,we went away to a guesthouse...When i walked into the room it was full of roses.. literally every where..bunches of flowes..and champange..next moment he was on is knees in front of me..asking me to marry him...there also was a lot of colourfull baloons..we wrote our favourite words/motivations/quotes on it and let it go into the open blue skies ....I will never forget these 3 proposals and moments in my life and for as long as i live . ❤
