“50 days to go, 7 weeks tomorrow”. This is what my fiancée told me this morning.
I’ve been engaged since the 30th of July and as the day approaches people keep asking me if I’m getting nervous. The simple truth is I’m not even slightly nervous.
We have been together for almost 5 years, we know everything about each other and I love her more than I ever thought possible. Why would I be nervous about spending the rest of my life with the woman I love?
The only I worry about is that I might have to start admitting to myself that I’m an adult now.
As long as its an adult who has a Lego Groot on his desk I’m sure I’ll be fine.