Nikki Yeager

Remember that post about the boy who stole my heart away? Well, turns out that story came with a happy ending considering we're running off to the chapel (figuratively speaking) in 7 1/2 months. Woo hoo!

So forgive me for the HUUUGGGEEE break in blogging, but I'm a Bride to Be! I have things to do, caterers to try and wedding venues to visit. Despite the fact I never imagined my wedding when I was a little girl and I won't have a big white dress, I seem to be consumed with wedding stuff lately. It's just one big blob of tulle, card stock and champagne flutes at this point.

But I love it. Mostly because I love him.

There are people in the world who go into their big day wondering if they've found the right person. Questioning that lifelong decision. There are people who get cold feet and night sweats about the commitment. I've known people who have gone to the alter with a little seed of doubt in their heart. And most of them have strong, long lasting marriages.

However, I am not one of those people.

I never questioned if Daniel was the one I wanted to marry. Never shied away from committing to one person forever (and no, I'm not an ardent believer in monogamy for everyone so that's more of a statement than you might realize). When he asked me, I didn't shout out. I didn't cry. I just smiled and thought "it's 'bout time!", kissed him and settled in for a lifetime of happiness. Everything suddenly felt complete.

Getting married, to me, feels like my life has begun. I'm an entire person. The one person in the world who is meant to be by my side is here. Forever.

And I don't think it will be easy. I don't think it'll be perfect. But I do think we're meant to be and nothing could be better. Moving in with him two years ago was easy-peasy. Spending the rest of my life with him should be similar.

That boy is a crazy fool and I can’t wait to spend the rest of our insane lives together.