i'm working on a post about all of these feelings that go along with getting married.
not the happy, grateful feelings about the actual marriage part of things, but the other stuff.
the family stuff.
the pressure stuff.
the drama stuff.
but, needless, to say, it's a little difficult to put all of that into words.
so, for now i'll leave you with Fitzgerald's sentiment that i keep repeating to myself over and over.
i love Ben and that was the beginning of this whole wedding thing.
it'll be the end too.
that's all i need.