So, I’m Getting Married…

I’m getting married.

Yep, me.

The woman who felt like love was “for everyone else.”

After a divorce I never thought would happen and MULTIPLE failed relationships, I am wearing the ring, picking out the dress, and making my best friend my husband. He is the most peaceful place in my life. He has seen the worst in me and somehow still believes the best of me. We eat, we laugh, we travel, we parent, we tell secrets like school girls and can’t keep our hands off of each other. We are quite simply happy.

It feels too good to be true.

At one point I remember thinking “I need to lower my expectations. I have a lot going for me. You can’t have everything. A partner to do life with who loves me and treats me well is probably just asking for too much. I love my family, my friends, my career and my hair. Isn’t that enough? Lower your expectations a little and pull yourself together Sarah! You can’t have it all.”

Lower your expectations.

Pack away hope.

Push away dreams.

Hide from the deepest desires of your heart.

Make your wants smaller so you don’t come away disappointed.

Sound familiar? My past relationships had left their mark. I had clearly been trained…