Today is my last day as a single lady.
Since I was probably 13 or 14, I’ve always thought about these days — today and tomorrow — and wondered what they’d be like. What would it be like to realize it’s your last day as a single person? What would it be like to wake up one morning and think, “I’m getting married today”?
And now, at 28 years old, that moment is here. This evening is my wedding rehearsal. Tonight I’ll kiss my fiance goodnight and whisper, “See you at the altar.” And tomorrow I get to marry the man I love, the man I have waited for.
It’s pretty surreal, and super exciting. I’m so thankful I can’t even put it in words. Today, 28 years of waiting, praying, questions, and heartaches fades into distant memory.