Sometimes you meet someone who challenges your outlook on life, changes the way you thought it was going to unfold - makes their mark on your heart. I met my someone in April. Come May, we knew it was the forever deal.
There was no proposal, just an agreement between soul mates (well, there was a down on one knee sort of gesture - alcohol fuelled, one random night, but it didn't really count).
I guess, reflecting, there is nothing really romantic surrounding the whys and hows of us getting married but I reckon, when it comes around, it will be something close to our hearts forever.
You see, no one (bar his family) actually knows we are eloping on January 4th to Mexico and tying the knot on the beach at 11am on the 11th 2012. It's like our little project, something that we're keeping just to ourselves, savouring like a fine wine.
Everything over the last week has made it seem real, our rings arrived from Ireland and we are over the moon with them, so beautiful.
Handmade by an Irish jeweller, two-tone white and yellow gold with the 'Claddagh' on it - a heart, hands and crown, Celtic symbol representing love, friendship and loyalty - our ethos.
My documents arrived back from TLC in perfect condition and quicker than I expected. I also had the second hand dress I bought (something old) completely transformed by a lovely dress maker.
This week I make the final arrangements with the holiday people about the finer details of the day and have my music put on to CD.
Then, I wait. We go on holiday and I wait again because, if on the day it doesn't feel right for him, I've told him not to be on that beach. So ladies - wish me luck. Will my prince charming be there at 11am on the 11th?? I do hope so.
The Lady in Waiting xx