I had been thinking about proposing to Sarah for some time, too, just wanting a special date, some magical day. I was choosing between her birthday and New Year’s Eve, but my father-in-law-to-be began to rush me. He started to bring up the subject of marriage suspiciously often a couple of months after I met him. I thought he was trying to marry his daughter off – I wasn’t a bad groom, let’s just say.
I work in a construction company, there is always work. Money, too. And I have my own real estate. Of course, after the wedding Sara would move in with me. That’s what my father-in-law wanted.
He rushed me so much that he had to propose to Sara at the end of October. And she didn’t want to drag it out on her own. We didn’t have a hundred acquaintances and friends to entertain, so we had our wedding in December. As planned, Sarah moved in with me, very soon filling my life with care and comfort. So I did not understand why my father tried to get rid of her.
I found out in February – my father-in-law was also seeing someone. Sara said he’d been alone for more than fifteen years and hadn’t been with anyone since her mother’s divorce. But here he had a relationship and, like us, wanted to “perpetuate” it with marriage and moving in. I didn’t want to embarrass my daughter, so I waited for her to move in with me.
So we’ve had two weddings in a row, and everyone around here is happy. Now I’m thinking how else I can get my mom together with someone so she doesn’t feel alone…
