Life has moved faster in the past year than I could have ever imagined. I met a guy, I moved in with him, we moved to a new city together, and now we’re planning a wedding. I’ve finally come to a place where I know what I want out of life, and I know who I want to build that life with. The strangest part is that I’m not scared or nervous in the least. I know this is the right choice and I want to spend the rest of my life with that strange, neurotic, thoughtful, kindhearted man.
I’m going to be a Mrs.