Making the Leap: Fleur’s Leap Year

Fleur Smithwick

Fleur Smithwick

Fleur Smithwick writes about her leap year proposal.

I asked my boyfriend to marry me on the 29th February 1988.  I even bought a ring.  I always think about this when Leap Year comes along but this year it has added resonance.  My daughter is twenty-four now, the same age I was when I popped the question.

When I look back I wonder if I knew what I was doing.  No one asked me at the time or talked frankly about the implications of making such an important decision.  I have to be honest and say that I didn’t have a clue.  I was in love and it seemed like a good idea at the time.  Fortunately it’s worked out beautifully, but it might just as well have been a disaster.Fleur and husband

It was a whim, no doubt about it, but there was some sense behind it.

Aside from the attraction and all that luvvy-dovey stuff, I asked him because I knew what I wanted and he had it; he was dead cool but also soppy and romantic; he genuinely liked women and they genuinely liked him; he was outgoing, upbeat and never seemed to worry ; he knew how to talk to How To Make A Friend PB Rpeople. The first time I saw him he grinned at me and I have always preferred cheerful men to brooding types. I felt secure and loved. All of the above still applies by the way.

I am really, really glad I did what I did but if my 24 year old daughter suddenly announced she had asked her boyfriend to marry her I definitely would ask the question: ‘Do you completely understand what you are doing?’

Fleur Smithwick is the author of How to Make a Friend.  Published by Transworld.

Advertisements

One thought on “Making the Leap: Fleur’s Leap Year

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s