Wedding Count Down

So last week, I totally failed at taking any pictures. That's okay. I was focused on my upcoming nuptials. With that, I have many thoughts and feelings about it. I figured I would share with all of you seeing how I want to be a better writer and hope to one day be a published writer. Not just in the school paper but have my own novel or something. Anyway, here are some reflections on all these great things coming my way.

First, we decided where we are going. SHHH can't tell you just yet, but it's awesome. We have to budget everything in before we get everything set in stone. Honestly, what we have planned is everything I have ever wanted. It's going to be the perfect way to officially start this journey together. We started a long time ago, but now there will be this binding contract, called a marriage license, that will remind us that we promised to be together through everything. Ya know though, it will be easy with Rob. No one compares to him. It's me that I worry about, I'm a pain in the ass. Thank god he is patient with me. I'm excited as a kid getting an icecream cone from the icecream truck about getting married and having little RobLissa's running around. Yeah, I just went all paparazzi on ya with the name. We could even be called MelBert. HAHA! Okay, that's just funny.

Oh, I fell down the stairs on Friday. Yes, complete dorky thing to do, I know. It was how Rob reacted that reminds me why he is special. He came out of the room to check on me. And before I laughed, he got me water and tylenol for the pain. Then we laughed together. I know it sounded funny when I fell. It was like thump, thump, thump, MEOWWWWWW,thump, thump. I fell about 4 or 5 stairs and when I said OW it sounded like a crying kitten. It wasn't super loud but more sad sounding. Anyway, it hurt like hell, and Rob tried his best to make me feel better.

So four years ago I accidently drove through his closed garage. I thought I hit the break but really I hit the gas. Yep, destroyed the garage door. And if it had been anyone else, they probably would've yelled at me. Not Rob. He came out of the house with a look of fear first and then started laughing. He wasn't mad at all. He was worried about me and then took the attitude of, "It's okay, let's fix it." I need to learn this. I struggle with that mindset and hope that I can figure out how to be calm and collective like him.

It's things like that that reinforce his true character. It's those qualities that prove he will not only be the perfect husband for me, but the best dad for our children. I know wherever I lack, he can pick up the slack. And I know that when he needs my advice and opinion, he will ask and honestly consider it. Some people are not that way.

I was doing some homework today and had this great epiphany. I knew this stuff before, but didn't accept that I knew it until today. But in a marriage, teamwork is vital to making the relationship work. I know, that's so lame I'm saying it because it's so obvious. But seriously, how often do we think about the importance of teamwork? We all know the value but do we actually make it a conscious thought? I know that sometimes I put it at the back of my brain and only later wish I had actually followed through on it.

So with this wonderful news of getting married, the fact that I know I love Rob, and the sudden epiphany...does anyone know how they make their relationships work? Do you think about how it works? Or does it just work? What works for you?

I'm more than thrilled to get married and start a family. I want to be the best wife ever to Rob, the one that he deserves. I don't want my downfalls to get in the way of what we can do together. How does a person accomplish all of this for the next 80 years? Okay, we may not live 80 years together, but we will be trying for that long. In this day and age, it's not often we hear about long-lasting, loving relationships. We're surrounded by people who are divorced or either unhappily married. I don't want that. I want to remember for the rest of my life why I married Rob, why I wanted to be with him forever, and what makes me so happy about being with him. What's the key to that?

Well, I'll stop writing for now. I just wanted to share my thoughts and reflections about where I'm at.