Ok, so I'm walking through an antique store yesterday looking for mismatched cake pedestals for the wedding, and before I know it I'm crying.
Because of the antiques, you say?
Because it dawned on me that in two weeks I'll be standing at the front of my lovely church saying 'I do' to my best friend.
Darn, there I go again...
Ok, I'm better...
I can't believe it's two weeks away. Three months ago the days and weeks were crawling, and I was miserable just waiting and waiting.... and now it's like life is on fast forward! I'm actually wanting time to slow down just a little so I can breathe and enjoy everything.
My best friend. Wow. He really is.
I find myself looking at other couples, and wondering why it is that some meet their best friend when they are very young, and some when they are not so young. Everyone's life turns out different. I may not get as many years with my best friend as some will get with theirs, but the love we will put into those years will be enough for an entire lifetime. I've already been loved more in the past six months than I have all of my other years combined.
Before this year, the term 'happy tears' was just something I'd heard of but didn't really understand. These days, I get it.
...and they happen quite often. Just be forewarned.