I'm finally tying the knot with Justin. We've been together since 2013. Living together since right before Christmas 2013. He's raised my son since the age of 2. He's helped me through the deaths of both of my blood grandmothers, the disappearance of my "step" grandmother (dementia...she lost all memory of us), and the death of my dad. He's been there during some really rough mental health times, including hospitalizations. But he's still here. We've had our spats. Some got nasty. We got through it. He also puts up with the rest of my crazy family and my even crazier friends. I guess we're stuck with each other for the rest of forever, lol.

I'm actually pretty nervous, and I have NO idea why.

Kinda bummed though. It's taking place at the district court. We don't have proper wedding attire. We don't have proper rings. We're not prepared. The only things we have are the marriage license and the fee for the wedding. GAH. Nervessss.

CONGRATULATIONS! The attire and the rings and the place, that won't matter in time. What matters is that you're committing to spending the rest of your life with the person you love. That love is all that really matters, not the trappings around it. I wish you both a long, happy life together! hugs

Guys like him...far too few. I hope to find me someone even remotely close. Excuse me, I need to break something now...