Echoes.

Why do some words and phrasing never write quite as they sound?

Been wedding counseling the past few days.
It’s fantastic.
It’s amazing to see how much we’ve actually discussed and put into practice – and how much of it we owe to “Love and Respect”.  An amazing book.
It’s neat to hear Father Greg ask a question, have me give a response and have him turn to Nick and have Nick say that he totally agrees with my statement about him, or that we’re in agreement on certain things for our married life.
Some of it obviously not.
But I’m so lucky.
So damned lucky.
Finding this sort of relationship is RARE, folks.
And I can get upset with him just as you can get upset with anyone, but the man’s life really is absolutely influenced by loving me and wanting the best for me – and my happiness.
That’s special.

Another special thing?
My wedding dress arrived at the salon today!
Granted, they have to ship it to me, but did you hear me?
MY. WEDDING. DRESS.
I’m stunned.
I have a wedding dress.
I have a wedding dress because I’m having a wedding.
Holy crap!  I’m having a wedding!

(breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.)

Today is one of those days where I feel like I’m lit up with a thousand little sparkling lights, each one representing one happy/excited/enthusiastic thought.

I love this age.
I love who I am.
I love the people in my life.
I don’t love everything in my life, but I definitely love the opportunity to change that.
Today is definitely a dancing kind of day.