January 3rd my best friend asked me to be his wife.
I said yes.
Words can't really express how in love I am with this man, most of the time it still feels surreal that I have actually met the man God has planned for me.
The next day, after asking me to marry him, I said goodbye for 10wks, as he's now in basic training in the army. Lord willing, the plan is that he'll be able to come home after basic and we'll get married, have about 2 or 3 weeks to spend together, then he'll head off for his AIT in CA. I'll be staying here to finish school and then I'll head out as soon as I can to be with him.
It's hard to explain all the different and conflicting emotions going on inside me.
I'm happier than I've ever been, because geez, I'm engaged to the best man I know. But I miss him like crazy.. the weight of it is heavy. Already I have learned that prayer is gonna be my lifeboat through this.
I'm excited as I'm planning out the wedding but I'm anxious for him to be here.
Right now we're both in a season of training.
Even though he isn't physically near he still feels very near to me.
As hard as this season may be, it excites me. Knowing that we'll both be stronger at the end of it all, knowing that we'll both be learning valuable life lessons through this time of separation. For me it's a good taste of military life and preparing myself for what it's going to be like. Just the separation and all.
He's so worth it.
Its a time for me to ground myself even deeper in Christ.
Its really a wonderful, exciting time. But hard and tiring at the same time.
Everyday will be a difficult challenge to maintain a positive, joyful attitude.
But I'm looking forward to it all being over with.
It's only day two.
Only roughly 68 days left.
Not that I'm counting or anything...