When I got engaged in November my mommy told me, "enjoy your engagement; it only happens once." And I thought "how am I supposed to enjoy planning a wedding, living with people who aren't the love of my life, and not being able to physically express my love for him?"
I'm getting married in 50.
The last 117 have been the craziest, happiest, most fun days of my life. Chris and I have grown so so much together. I've fallen in love with him over and over again. Planning a wedding has actually been rather enjoyable with so much time to spend on it and having him by my side to keep me sane has been a huge blessing. It has been hard to be apart at night and live with roommates that aren't each other and it has been a struggle to remain good and clean - but no more of a struggle than the seven months we dated before that. It's almost become a way of life for us and being married will be like a little treat at the end of our journey.
That being said.. I hope the next 50 days go fast because I love my honey and want him forEVER starting right now!
And my roommates are driving me crazy. ;)
