With the alarm bell ringing in my head, my eyes shut open, the first thing that came to my head brought a smile to my lips, a smile that made my cheeks hurt, a smile reaching to my eyes. Taking in a huge breath, I try to let the emotions shower down, but it feels like the more calmer I am trying to make myself, the more the drive of happiness keeps pushing me to the wall.
Walk slowly, slowly, slowly. That's the word I was repeating inside my head, trying to stay calm about the situation, but immediately I came in front of the mirror, I can't seem to possibly hold it in again.
“ Arrrrhhhh!!!!.....”
I screamed on top of my lungs, jumping up and down with happiness, it has already taken over me, trying to burst me open. I ran back to my bedroom, jumped on top of my bed as I began kicking in the air, not knowing how to keep this level of happiness at bay because I wasn't used to it, it doesn't come everything.
It feels like my head is full, my plans are too much that they ended up getting stuck up there, and I can't seem to create a path for the flow anymore. I know that I was supposed to be doing something, but with the high emotional feelings, I can't seem to be doing anything at all, I can't believe that this is happening, that I would one day be here to experience today.
Being a 29 years old young lady, it's quite hard this days to find someone who really wants to spend the rest of his Life with you. Men go for the younger ladies now, girls in their early twenties, but me, I am already late, I am just turning twenty nine though, but in this generation or maybe actually since forever, it's this way.
When a girl gets to 27, she's past her prime, instead of an upgrade, she will begin deteriorating, decreasing in value and losing all the potential husbands she had to the younger ladies, so for me to get the opportunity to be proposed to right at my current age, it's beyond fortunate, I just can't believe it, I just can't.
I don't actually know how I became calm on the bed, maybe because I was thinking this stuff through, but now that I'm done, the feelings are beginning to rush back again into my head. I shut my eyes close, took a deep breath, a smile on my lips as I was trying to feel gorgeous and unique inside, trying to embrace the power of nature, the air hitting on my face smoothly because I had let the windows open.
Calm down, Lizzy, just calm down, you got this, this is your thing, relax and prepare yourself. I keep saying those words inside my head, trying to balance the unwavering emotions, trying to control myself and show myself whose Boss.
I'm a councillor, as well as a psychologist, I have this one patient that I have been looking after for close to two years now, his name is Liam, he's 33 years of age, a former marine, had to retire from the military because of his mental health two years ago, and has since then being my patient. 
I've been the one treating him, working as his therapist, both professionally and in the bedroom, you know. Not that we just came to be fuck buddies on our first encounter, no. Our relationship is an official one, six months after becoming his therapist, he asked me out, confessing his admiration and love for me, we went on to start dating, that's when I was still 27 years of age, and just yesterday, he crossed the barrier.
He made path for the next part, saying that he couldn't wait anymore, that we he wants to spend the rest of his life with me, he proposed to me, which I willingly say yes, not trying to stall anything or trying to be dramatic by acting all priority just like the girls of our generation do most times now, even though they're madly in love with you, they would want to act like they're the prize and priority, asking the guy to give them time to think it through.
It was a night I could never forget, he had told me that we would be going to meet with his family today, and all last night, I couldn't sleep, I wanted to fast forward the time, wanted to get in into today since last night, craving for a new day, eyes flickering open almost every minute to check whether it's already morning.
That was my historic night, a night I prayed to pass but the time was just ticking one step at a time, if only changing the time of the clock will get it into tomorrow. That's was one of my millionth wish last night, but now that today has finally come, the emotions are now keeping me in bed.
Just like some moments ago, I have found myself relaxed whilst thinking. The happiness is coming back again, but this time, it felt controllable than the previous times.
I now got out of bed, my attention traveling towards my phone. Oh God, what am I doing?, I fucking have to get ready before Liam calls. The time says 06:30, he'll possibly get here before eight in the morning, but do I have enough time to get prepared?, No.
I should look my best, I should be up and ready, waiting for his arrival, and to do that, I've to start preparing now, getting myself maked up before his knock sounds on my door. I immediately went to the bathroom, grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste. I started brushing, staring at myself right on the mirror, my hand moving through and fro with the toothbrush in my hold, getting my mouth sparkly clean. Spitting out the foaming, and looking at myself in the mirror again, the foam smearing my lips, I gave my reflection a kiss on the air.
You deserve this Lizzy, you fucking deserve this happiness.