My wedding is in the morning. gah! I can’t sleep. 

I met my husband Paul a month before we married. Its funny if it would of been someone else marrying someone they just met I would of laughed at them. I also thought I’d be alone forever I was actually ready for it. Paul asked if I’d like to grab some dinner with him, but since we never met I didn’t think of it as a date just meeting up seeing what the other person was like, I wasn’t looking for a date I just wanted a friend. Paul on the other hand thought it was a date and at the end kissed me goodnight, I was a bit shocked to say the least. The following days he text me all the time it was really sweet and super cute. The following Friday I failed my drivers test and when I told him about it he came straight over from work with my favorite pizza. Late at night I couldn’t sleep and was extremely bored so he came over all the way from the Valley to Thousand Oaks and we went on a drive he asked me to be his gf but instead of saying yes I asked if I could think about it first. We went to his friends house and talked for a few hours and then headed back to Thousand Oaks. We stopped at Dennys and ate some food and I asked him to ask his question again. He did and I said yes this time. I think it was only about a week after we had been dating when we were sitting in his hot tub and he looked at me and I could tell he wanted to say something but was a bit embarrassed. I told him to just say what you want to say and he said “I love you.”. He was the first person I have ever dated to say it to me first and I knew he really meant it. Its weird how in just a month I went from accepting being alone forever to meeting the man I’d be with forever. <3  

I think its funny how I used to look at pictures of all the girls I was friends with out partying and having fun and wish that I could do that too. And now I just look at them and feel so sorry for them because thats what most of their life is going to be, partying and dating asshole guys they met at parties. And the majority of them probably won’t get married and if they do it will either be to an asshole or it wont be till they are almost 40, or it will only last a few years. Getting married late in life isn’t a bad thing, but I’m sure its a rather lonely existence up until then.  I’m so lucky to be married to the most wonderful man in the world, I’m glad I wont be one of those girls.