A long, long time ago (almost 13 years), I went on my first date with a former classmate from primary school. We went to Canal Walk in Century City. I can’t remember what we did, but I had my first kiss that night, on the bank of the canal.
Yesterday, things came around full circle (excuse the grammar, holiday brain) when my boyfriend of almost 9 and 1/2 years popped the question on the bank of the canal. Not the same spot, though that would have been funny.
I know I announced a while back that we were getting married, and all the planning is basically done, but now it’s official.