It's easy to talk about things that are far away...
It's easy to talk about things that are far away. When you are fifteen years old, it's fun to flip through bridal magazines and pretend to plan a wedding that is years and years in the future. But when the time comes? When he goes on one knee and asks THE question? You get nervous. Suddenly your stomach is a mess of knots, or it feels like your insides have all gone missing. Nothing quite adds up, because all of a sudden it's not a game anymore. It's not something to daydream about. It's real. And this is it.
