D and I are getting married in one month. On September 23rd, I become Mrs. D.
The closer the wedding gets, the more I fall in love with him. I knew I loved him previously, but recently the reality is setting in. I'm looking at my husband. I guess previously that there was this detached understanding, this logical mind, interfering with my ability to feel the immensity or wonder that this should invoke.
For some reason the shift from "the guy I'm going to marry" just doesn't feel as fantastic as "my husband." The mind is an oddity. Our ability to transform our own sense of awe by shifting paradigms is a gift.
Redhead met my love a couple of weeks ago when she was in the area. Our circles are almost complete. We've both met almost everyone that we both care about. We're on the path to forever.
I feel like the luckiest girl in the world.
1 comment:
I didn't know you had an engagement photo shoot! Rock on!
Yes, the words "my husband" still fill me with total delight and pride, even after 10 years of marriage. I wish you the same happiness :) :)
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