Planning our wedding

I know some people get engaged and are married two months later, but for is it's been a whole other ball game.  So as we approach the "2 months to go" mark, we're getting more and more excited!

I do have a feeling that time is literally slipping from our grasp, which does have a tendency to make me feel quite panicked...

Arg!

Ok, so when they say that planning a wedding is up on the top of stressful things along with moving house or having a baby, changing your career or getting divorced, they're not lying. Don't get me wrong, we have enjoyed the process. It's been fun and at times, quite magical. It's also been an experience that's made me want to scream at the top of my lungs.

We've discovered it brings out the worst in some people, and there's been a fair few people exploding with "entitlement" - all the while we feel we hardly know these people so we're not too sure why they feel so entitled, and we're not sure what exactly they feel entitled too? Sigh. It's not been easy.

One thing I am sure of though is that it's going to be the best day of our lives, and we're both so excited. I almost wish we'd planned to have a shorter engagement just so that we could have experienced the magic by now, because the anticipation is a really intense feeling!

Er, yes. I can safely say the countdown is pretty much upon us and we're very, very excited! Wahoo!

Oh, hello utterly empty blog!

I just had a little purging session... I think it felt good. Well, I've been keeping a blog online in some form or another since I was about 14 years old. Has it really been 10 years? And I've always had the habit of deleting and starting fresh every few years.

Here's my line of thinking (although I did just delete everything without really thinking):

It really feels like I've bounced into a new portion of my life, like something new and wonderful is about to unfurl - it's exciting!

There's been a lot of hurt in recent years, and a lot of struggling but I'm just so ready to let all the pain go. In September, when my Nan both got diagnosed with the Big C and passed away from the Big C (worst 9 days of my life), it felt for me like it was the last straw. And not just because I've decided it's the last straw... it just feels like it was the last of the tragedy for a little while.

I'll cling to that.

I've lost 4 loved ones in 3 years, and Lee lost a friend and uncle in that space of time, too. Not to mention experiencing a loved one being in a coma and fighting for life. The guest room in our local intensive care unit shouldn't really become a space one is well accustomed to. But there you are.

So it's been a long haul of death, divorce, illness, low self esteem and fear of rejection.

Now for a long haul of life, marriage, good health, confidence and success.

Watch this space!