Today ..

This day I will marry my best friend.

The one I laugh with, live for, dream with, love.

I can't believe my wedding day is here! I've dreamt of this day for so long, that it's unbelievable. The past six weeks, since we finally set a date, have seriously flown by. 

J and I have been together so long, it's hard to think of many events in my life that don't involve him. I was in college (four hours away) when we met and we lasted through that, so I think that's a huge testament to our love and commitment to one another.

As we all know, no relationship is perfect. We'll always have disagreements and there will always be ups and downs. But we have weathered every storm that has been thrown our way, and become better people (and had a stronger relationship) because of it. I'm not afraid to tell him if I disagree, and he isn't afraid to stick up for his beliefs, either. I used to get jealous my man wasn't "on a leash" like their men. But I'm so glad he didn't and has a mind of his own. It challenges me. 

He's my rock and my everything. When I feel like giving up, he encourages me to keep pushing. This may is my biggest fan and he works to remind me of that constantly. He always reminds me to shoot for the stars. And he encourages me to be a better person. 

I love you baby, now and forever. Even though we've already bought a house together and practically lived as a married couple for a few years, I can't wait to enter into this next chapter of life. I know you'll be an awesome husband and, in just a few months, a great daddy. 

And yes, I'll still love you when you're 64 :)

When I get older losing my hair,

Many years from now,

Will you still be sending me a valentine

Birthday greetings bottle of wine?

If I'd been out till quarter to three

Would you lock the door,

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

oo oo oo oo oo oo oo oooo

You'll be older too, (ah ah ah ah ah)

And if you say the word,

I could stay with you.

I could be handy mending a fuse

When your lights have gone.

You can knit a sweater by the fireside

Sunday mornings go for a ride.

Doing the garden, digging the weeds,

Who could ask for more?

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?

Every summer we can rent a cottage

In the Isle of Wight, if it's not too dear

We shall scrimp and save

Grandchildren on your knee

Vera, Chuck, and Dave

Send me a postcard, drop me a line,

Stating point of view.

Indicate precisely what you mean to say

Yours sincerely, Wasting Away.

Give me your answer, fill in a form

Mine for evermore

Will you still need me, will you still feed me,

When I'm sixty-four?