"Well, I hope I have years and years with Angelica. And I promise, no harm will come to her."

"We know sweetheart. We were just a little thrown off by this. Angelica is our baby, and the fact that she’s at that age where she’s independent and ready for her own life and marriage, it’s crazy."

"It seems like it was only yesterday we found out Tina was pregnant with her," I said smiling at the memory, "then we were bringing her home, swaddled and beautiful. Now, she’s a beautiful young woman, who has captured the heart of another beautiful young woman."

"Oh Aunt Bette, stop," she blushed, "I already have the ring."

"Let’s see it," Tina exclaimed. She pulled it from her jacket pocket and opened the little blue box and Tina squeaked like a school girl.

"It’s a Tolkowsky, fourteen karat gold one carat diamond. It took me almost a month to find the right one."

"That is exquisite babe, gorgeous."

"Yeah I want her to have the best. The sales lady didn’t take me seriously, to her I was just this twenty-something girl with a kid. I had little Olivia with me. But as soon as I reached for my credit card, she was singing a different tune."

"I bet, look at the size of this thing," I exclaimed.

"Yeah," she said, scratching her head, "is it too much?"

"Not at all."

"Good, I had a couple of the girls swooning in the store. As I was leaving I got the ‘your girlfriend is so lucky’ envious stare."

"Well, our Angie is lucky. Take care of our princess, or else," Tina said and we all laughed.

We went about dinner talking and laughing. Bex was certainly feeling relieved that Tina and I gave her our blessing. We were to keep mum about dinner, and especially the proposal. Tina would have the hardest time with that. We hugged Bex and we all parted ways.

Tina was so antsy sitting in her seat. She was fidgiting in her seat and the sight was making me smile. She obviously had too much wine, but I enjoyed giddy Tina. She was most excited about Angie starting her new life, she was also excited about our family expanding. We quashed the idea of having another child of our own and we were content with our adult children and our nearly adult adolecents.