It seems as though all my latest posts have been about the concept of time…maybe its just because I’m overwhelmed with how time is flying and yet its steady, but it actually is slow, there’s just a lot happening…
25 days until I marry him.
My parents are a huge blessing as they jump at every opportunity to serve and help, despite all the chaos in their own lives…which is a lot.
After all the events that have happened in my life, I can’t even begin to comprehend how to give appropriate detail without making this post a short story…
Beach hopping, new recipes, fireworks, campfires, food, friends, games, my girl nights, Indiana, band concerts, driving roads, working out, mattress shopping, meeting our new landlord for our first place, swimming, flowers, bike rides, and so much heart-to-heart time.
Even in those times where I’m worried, concerned and a little uneasy, I know that love never fails. I have heard so many couples say that the disagreements and misunderstandings are better with the one whom your soul loves than you think they are.
Disagreements are healthy.
Be the mature one and say you’re sorry.
Don’t assume anything.
They just speak a different language sometimes.
Draw each other close, even when your mind says to push away.
Don’t have people over at your house the month that you get married.
Liking and loving are two different forms of appreciation, use both of them.
The list goes on and on of the marvelous advice Mi Amor and I have received over the last 105 days of our engagement.
At this point in my life, I am trying to embrace the last moments I have living here in Poppins with a great group of young women. There are only a handful of nights left of singleness.
I’m so ready to entrust my life to Mi Amor, knowing that he will take care of me and that I will faithfully support him in his passions.
I’m growing up a little bit more…