But honestly, I feel so, so lucky. My fiance (that's still a really weird word to use) is awesome. Kind, hardworking, and understanding. So strong in the gospel. Patient with my occasional craziness. Trustworthy. Handsome. Brilliant. (did I mention handsome?)
And, more than anyone on this earth, he can make me laugh. Even when I'm grumpy, sad, or tired. Even when the last thing I want is to feel better. He's magic.
He is the bomb. And he's gonna be my husband. :-)