So, there is thirty days until I became a husband.  I have moments where I just can’t believe it, but I never have a second doubt in my mind.  I have yet to have “cold feet”.  I don’t know if that’s something everyone gets, or if just some people get it, or if it’s just something Julia Roberts gets.  I don’t know.  I don’t even know what it feels like.

I actually have not been more excited, certain or happy about any decision I have ever made in my entire life.  I haven’t done much right in my life, and it feels good to know beyond a shadow of doubt that I am marrying the woman of my dreams.  I am sure it’s not going to be all roses, but, I think that’s fine.  I think all roses would be boring.  So we don’t necessarily want just roses.

I’m not 100% sure why I am writing this.  I am sure that in 30 days, I am going to be the happiest man on the face of the Earth, and I’ll have the most beautiful wife.  I hate to brag.  And I should stop.  Everyone knows, so I’ll just leave it at that.

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