So in preparation for upcoming nuptials, I think part of the journey should be made official:
How the hell did I get here?
Because when I think about it, this journey seems like it started a long time ago, but it was only three years. And when I stop and look back, I am completely overwhelmed at the number of people I need to thank for helping me to get where I am today.
My head knew I'd get here. My heart? Not so much. But I listened. I paid attention. I learned. And I really really REALLY REALLY appreciate it. Friends and support in the most unlikely of places. I knew it was happening at the time and I knew I'd get where I am today - someday... but I didn't think I'd get here this fast.
So thank you...
To the stranger who followed my blog and became my friend when I really needed friends.
The teammate I used to cheer with who wanted to hang out.
The old friend from high school who stuck with me even when I accused him of wanting in my pants.
The lady who taught me yoga and how to hoop.
The librarian who agreed to move in with me and get two cats with me.
The very very very very many people who told me that there was light at the end of the tunnel, and going forward was essential, but that you'd get there one day.
And of course, to those who are my People.
Incredible parents who took care of me.
Amazing best friend who embodies the meaning of the word 'grace'.
And to my Tribe.
You know who you are.
I went back and read that old blog post and was knocked over by my words as I identified those in the early days of rebuilding and realized I counted among my new support system a "guy that runs the radio station."
He's now about to become my husband. Every time I think of him, I get weak at the knees and my heart flutters. I don't know what he sees in me, but he asked, and I said yes, so he can't change his mind!!!
So, I guess I do know how the hell I got here. And I have all of you to thank for it. You guys saved my life.
Stay amazing.
