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A little mushy note on a very special day

To my faithful blog readers: Thank you for your patience during this amazingly hectic time in my life. We will get back to the regular scheduled blog posts in a few weeks, promise. But today really isn’t about making you guys happy, no offense ;-)

To my almost-husband:
I can't believe today is here already. It was over a year ago when you got down on one knee and asked me to be your wife and I fell over dead on the bed and could hardly get out the requisite "yes" (run-on sentence...yes, please). And when we decided June 9th, 2012 it felt like an eternity. But it is here. Today. It's our day to celebrate the love we have shared for almost 5 years now. It's time to make it official.
And I am so happy. Maybe "happy" isn't the most descriptive word, but it's just like us...simple and sincere. I am sincerely happy to be pledging my life to you through the vows of marriage, in front of our family and friends. 

Am I slightly terrified? You bet. But I know we have God to guide us and love to bind us. We haven't let a little "terrified" stop us before ;-)

You have been blessed with a gift of constant support, and you exercise it almost daily. Diabetes burnout? You are there to say just the right things and remind me how good my life is in every other aspect of living. Crazy astronaut dream? You don't think it's that crazy and you brag to everyone you introduce me to that I will be the first Diabetic in Space, as if you know it to be true already. Those nights when I really miss my family and Skype just isn't enough? You remind me that we are flying home soon and it's always better hanging out during a vacation. I could go on and on, but the truth is I have never experienced someone with as much support as a standard feature. And I am so thankful I get to marry you!

Chris Blackwell, you mean the absolute world to me. You better believe I will love you to the moon and back, heck I will even love you to the Great Orion Nebula and back (we probably wouldn't make it...I don't think I have enough Diabetes supplies for a 1,344 light year trip and back, but we could try). 

I can't wait to see you later today and share the rest of our lives together!

Love, your almost wife

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