Softly The Sea Swallows

I cannot hold a candle for every pretty gun.
Nov 21 '11

9 months to go!

My dress has been ordered.  My adorable dj is booked, my photographer, videographer, and photobooth are ready to go.  I’ve hired a decorator, figured out the favors, and paid for my flowers.  The guest list is still in the works and our save the dates are ready to go.  I can’t believe how close it is.  Nine months seems like a long time, but in reality, its nothing.  My wedding day will be here within a blink of an eye and I can’t wait.  I can’t make it through my aisle song without crying every time.  I’ve never wanted someone and something so much in my life. Being married to Jason is going to be my dream come true.  I’ve never met someone who is willing to do anything and everything for me just to see me smile. And he never asks for a thing in return.  Forever isn’t long enough with him.  I’m so proud of him and of us.  Our love is so intense and so real, I can’t think of any other way of living.  If I had never left my number on the hood of his car five years ago, we may never have gotten to this point.  My life is being shaped into the exact life I’ve always wanted.  I have my adorable apartment with my adorable cat and my adorable future husband.  We’re partners and best friends.  Every decision gets made together, every fight gets worked out, everything is amazing and in nine months, I will take the most personal part of who he is and make it mine, I will be Mrs. Carly Monchik.  There’s not a single thing thats unsettling about that either.  I’m so ready.