somebody pinch me so i know this is real.Â a wedding dress was purchased today.Â MY wedding dress.Â a beautiful dress for a ridiculously good price.
and now i sit with freshly painted toenails (it’s the little things in life, okay?) browsing online for chandeliers and pendants.Â wait — what happened?Â didn’t i used to make fun of women who only had house projects to keep conversation going with, and here i am writing about the one i’m suddenly a major decision-maker of?Â things i once scoffed at… suddenly i’m in love with.
so, moral of the story?Â don’t make fun of anything.Â you simply don’t understand until you’re there yourself, so use some self-control for the time being and keep your mouth shut.
while i browse the littlest sister sings along to her country songs while making her amazing granola (don’t be jealous but it’s the best and i get to eat it every morning.Â booya.).Â have i mentioned how my heart is already starting to miss things?Â i look at this worn out floor, this long-legged girl who is simply the dearest, and my heart tells me that things are going to change drastically. and change soon.
and that’s when my phone goes off.Â a text from the loved boy who tells me he’s been working on the house tonight, readying it for me to come in a few months.Â i think about his cheery morning texts letting me know how much i’m loved every single day.Â i think about the flowers decorating the kitchen table (has anyone kept track of how many flowers i’ve received in these short three months?!).Â i think about what i told a best a few months ago (which turned into one of the many reasons i said “yes”) — “i see and understand God’s heart and love towards me more than ever before through the way he [josiah] treats me.”
and you better believe that i’m going to miss things and people, and that i’m a tiny bit sad at the idea of saying goodbye to my office of [almost] four years, but mostly i’m excited.Â and you would be too.Â i’m going to be adventuring through life with the best, best, best.
don’t you wish you were coming along?