I left my small town life, after not having a boyfriend for a very long time, and moved to Port Elizabeth to go to university. On my very first time back home I decided to go out with some friends. This particular night was my now fiancés 21st birthday, as your can imagine, he was having a great time. After dancing a little stealing a look now and again. He made the move. In the middle of the dance floor. As he tells it, the very next day he told his friend that he has to find that girl and that he will date her.
My father recently passed away very tragically. And his birthday was coming up. We had decided that we would have a get together with a few friends to celebrate the amazing man my father was. I had asked my mother to join, but understandably she had declined as she would prefer just to get the day done with. As the day rolled along my now fiancé called me and explained that he had slightly messed up. He told me that he had invited a few people who had then gone ahead and invited a few more people. Obviously, I wasn’t too impressed. In the end he snuck my mother in with big helium balloons and a fat bouquet of flowers went down on one knee, and told me that he couldn’t have dad here but he brought my mother instead.
