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Time flies!

Only 22 days until my wedding!! Actually, the wedding will be fun, but what's even better and more important is that it is only 22 days until I am married to the love of my life, till death do we part. That's what I am really looking forward to. It still seems to far away...maybe we should have eloped. :)

Things are going well. I have a lot of people helping me out. My mom is taking care of the reception and has been incredible -- even while suffering from a huge amount of pain in her shoulder. My friend, Brooke S., is helping me with the programs and favors. I am so thankful for all of her help. It is really keeping me from stressing out.

My townhouse is on the market right now. There has been interest, but no offers. Please pray that it will sell soon. I just don't want to have to think about it anymore. I'm actually trying not to think about it, because I feel that if I do, I will start to stress out.

My sister Kara, Lauren, and Jess threw me a big bridal shower on Sunday, January 28 -- over 50 women! It was awesome. Walter was there to interpret for his mom and it was absolutely wonderful to have him there. I mean, as we celebrated, I was able to look at my love. How cool is that?!

Thanks for all of your support, encouragement, and prayer. Please continue to pray for Walter and me in the days leading up to our wedding -- that we won't stress too much, will find time to spend with each other, and will be able to really love each other despite all the distractions and frustrations with planning a wedding. I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with him!

Comments

Manda said…
Dana...what a lovely blog. I am so happy for you and can't wait to see you get married! Being married to the love of your life and best friend is just...indescribable. Simple things just blow you away all the time. Three weeks til the rest of your life!!
Love, Manda
Manda said…
Only a few days now! WOO HOO!

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