By 8 am today I was fighting tears. And then at 5 o’clock I cracked. And Nathan came. And he helped. And I can’t even tell you how much I love him because it is beyond the words that I have. The only things that come to mind are cheesy as can be.
Like he’s my other half. And his love is a drug.
Like I said, cheesy.
24 days, folks, till I take on that little word with a lot of meaning–wife. Or, as Nathan might call it–servant 🙂 Ha, he wouldn’t mean it. But really, a servant. I commit to a life of serving this one other person who also commits to serving me, and together we serve others. It’s a big commitment. I’m pumped.
And also stressed. I recognize that worry and trust do not co-exist well, but I’m trying to trust God and I continue to worry about all that needs to be done. It’s never-ending. Even after the wedding there is the process of changing addresses, email addresses, insurance information, my name, bank accounts, and a plethora of other things.
Just some thoughts…