We are heading out to Vegas with 28 of our closest friends and family, and it is going to be an amazing, epic, fantastic, legendary weekend of fun.
I just finished packing, got my very first spray tan, my nails done, and my eyebrows all cleaned up. I feel ready, but also not ready. Makes no sense I know, but that's what it is.
I feel like this is my first wedding, even though it is not. I suppose it is because I feel like this is the first day of the rest of my life, the day we will begin our family, the day we commit to making a home for all of us.
I am in a completely different place than I was when I got married to Ex. I would never say I regret that marriage or the short time we had as a family, I feel like he supported me through one of the more difficult periods of my life. But we were not compatible in the long run, and so I am also forever grateful he had the foresight to realize that
I am in love with Hubs, and we are an amazing team. I am finally at peace with who I am and who I will become. I am no longer lost in my own skin. I don't have doubts. I don't have fears. I have confidence that this is the person I am meant to be with. We've seen the worst and the best in each other and dealt with it together. He loves all of me just as I love all of him.
And so I prepare for tomorrow like I have never done this before, because I haven't. I haven't walked down the aisle as this person, this happy, well-adjusted, healthy person that I am now. This relationship that we have is a special and wonderful new chapter in my life, and I am ridiculously excited to start it.
It is going to be a beautiful wedding.