I like that the majority of my photographs are of places and not people as I’m not a fan of people posing in front of scenes - why go all that way to have your back to it? When you go to the 103rd floor of the Sears Tower and step out 4 metres in a glass box 1,353ft above Chicago it does feel like a pretty good photo opportunity though so let’s say that portraits are allowed so long as you spend more time taking in the view than changing the filter of your selfie.
Now that that’s cleared up… I have chosen to share this photo of Harry and myself as I am overjoyed to write that on Sunday the 14th he proposed and I obviously said yes. Well, actually I said “are you joking?” but then I said “of course!”
It’s a bit funny this whole engagement thing. There are people who are of the opinion that I’m “rushing to settle down” but they clearly down see where we’re coming from - we’re not getting married because of society, we just REALLY like each other. Part of me does not want to start waving goodbye to my money as I spend it on rent but Harry and I would quite like to see each other more often so it kind of just makes sense that we move in together, we’re not doing it because we feel like that’s what’s socially expected of us.
I freaked out a few days after Harry proposed and honestly didn’t think I could do it. Before we got together last year I said I didn’t want to be in a relationship because I was enjoying everything being about me - I didn’t want to be his girlfriend if I couldn’t be the girlfriend he deserved. So similarly, it dawned me how much of a huge commitment this would be and I wasn’t sure if I was in the position to give him everything. As we’re in a healthy relationship, I spoke to him about it and he understood that I don’t want my life to be dictated by being “settled down” and actually encouraged me to stay in America and continue travelling for as long as I like. I thought about it but decided to come back because, as much as my wanderlust will never fade, I also really want to make a future with him in it. I have little idea what I’ll be doing in the next 4 weeks, let alone months or years, which is both scary and exciting, so clearly being engaged doesn’t mean I’ve got my life figured out, it just means I’ve found someone that I want to figure it out with.
In the same way the definition of romance isn’t roses on Valentines Day, marriage isn’t about the dress or the cake, it’s about sharing your life with your best friend.