Early morning, as the sun was hitting just above the Mediterranean sea, I scooped you up from the bed to the balcony looking out to the sea where sun was just shining on us, just us, and I whispered... It is said “the proper function of man is to live, not to exist. I shall not waste my days in trying to prolong them. I shall use my time.” To live is to be with you, to roll with you, to chat with you, to see with you, to live with you, and like how it all started – to sit with you. Like all good things in life flows from high to low, you are my highs while I am your low to catch all that is good. I never believed I would be the one. But you did. You believed in me when no one else did. To let me sit next to you. Will you marry me? ... and here we are.