I have not written in some time, for my scedule has become quite hectic. I had no idea how complex an event a wedding is! Checking once, twice, thrice, and then checking everything once more to be sure each and every detail is perfect for my Fiancee, for nothing less then perfection will do for our special day. Nothing less.
Those who have not found true love as of yet might see all this as a hastle, but I would do it all a thousand times over just to see her smile. To me, this whole ordeal is nothing, a miniscule price near unconparable to the conpleatness my beloved brings to me every time she is near.
The wedding is tomorrow, rain or shine. Or sleet and hail for that matter, there is nothing that could keep me away from our union.
My dratted left eye has been acting up, worse then ever. I shall have to see a doctor about it soon. But its only an irritation. Nothing more.
Nothing more then an irritation. That is what my mind is telling me, so why is it my heart feels differently?