Rowan's Journal

Well, our doorbell just rang. I answered (in all my hair-curler glory!) and there was this cute young man apologetically holding a vase of flowers! He said, "We're sorry it's so late!" and I just beamed at him and said, "Oh, that's ok!" Sorry!?! Hell, fella, you've got flowers in your hand and they're for ME and they're from the bestest fiance in the whole world...you've got nothing to be sorry for!

*sigh* They're gorgeous...dusky-orangey-streaked roses with tiger lilies, pink carnations, those tiny adorable green mums, deep burgundy snapdragons and acanthus...yes, I'll post pictures, um, tomorrow?

I'm one very lucky lady. I've heard from my two other loves today and just text-messaged the other one. Today is bittersweet but it's amazing to be so well-loved by sweethearts and friends. The sadness I feel is mostly for those of us left behind who are now without his but this is good to have done, odd as that sounds. Now this weekend, we can go about the work he left for us, building his dream as he wanted us to do.

Friends, whether you're solitary right now or in a relationship, you're never alone and you're not without love. You wouldn't be on this list if I didn't love you.

I'm the luckiest woman I know to have friends and loved ones like all of you.

Blessed Be...