I don't think anyone in my life knows how much I love weddings. I'm not engaged and not sure when I will be, but that fact does nothing to dampen my all consuming obsession. I look at wedding websites almost every day and absolutely flip over weddings shows on TV. It's a sickness that I keep hidden.

I'm in love with Thorn and can picture myself growing old with him and kissing his white moustache when we are both elderly. Fantasizing about our wedding fills me with an odd delight, like the first day of a really great vacation. Our journey together has already started, but I'd be lying if I'd said that I didn't swoon at the thought of being Mrs. Thorn instead of just plain old Miss Lily.

Still, you can't rush such things. He will marry me when he's ready and for now that's fine by me.