she's amazing

the countdown was on. glancing at the clock, the crimson red digits of 2:38am shot at me with mockery. i thought to myself, "am i really doing this?"

evan, laying in the other bed in our hotel room was restless as well. for hours we nonchallantly conversed about past experiences, how he would always try to get us in trouble in our youth. evan duggan, my cousin, my role-model, my best man, how thankful i was for his support!

Laughter tore through the room as we both relayed old stories of us roaming freely in our grandfathers junkyard. "man," i thought with a smirk on my face--"I miss those times!"

then evan inquired, "remember that day...when you called me and said, i think i'm going to ask her to marry me?"

"yeah," i said with a chuckle.

"i thought you were nuts," he replied bluntly.

He went on to re-tell that day, where he tried to knock some sense in me. Evan has always been like a big bro. Growing up as an only child, he was always someone i could trust and relate to.

"and here i am," i thought to myself.  following-through with the most important decision of my life, marriage. and evan knew this time... i was serious.

for hours it seemed, we went back and forth confiding in each other. it was exactly what i needed. the laughter subsided and i was still awake. but without any nervousness, just of many thanks and gratitude-- especially for evans support in all of this. glancing back at the alarm clock, the red digits blared 4:38 am, it was definately time for bed!

"marriage," i mumbled, "its going to be wonderful." and finally... i slept.