Finding love on Emu Mountain
I shed a tear of Valentine's Day joy with two strangers on a rocky outcrop at 8.08am this morning. They were wearing sneakers. I was wearing sandals. I stumbled, quite literally, over a rock and into their marriage proposal at the top of Emu Mountain. We were the only human beings amongst the gum trees. “Um, did he just ask you to marry him?” I said to the young woman. “Yes, I’m so happy,” she answered softly as she held out a very sparkly diamond ring to show to me. A tear dropped down her cheek. A tear dropped down my cheek. We all stood there smiling. And then we smiled some more. And then I realised that maybe it was time for me to stumble back down Emu Mountain. I smiled the whole way home.