Fear

"I think I'm scared of what the future holds...I was wishing for some things and now I'm used to those..." -Drake

As Usher would say, "These are my confessions..."

I'm getting married in three months and I am a teeny, tiny bit scared.

The words "til death" sound so final.

They mean forever in case you were wondering.

I love my hubby-to-be, but I do wonder what "happily ever after" will look like once the vows have been made.

Marriage seems a little like graduating from college--you prep for years and years to get that piece of paper, then once you have it, you're left standing there asking, "Umm...so what do I now?"

I know you can't plan these things, but I definitely had no idea that I'd go to Miami on vacation, meet my future husband and get married in a year's time.

My transition from single to girlfriend to fiancee to wife is happening at warp speed.

I thought that I'd at least be given a warning that my husband was coming but it didn't happen that way at all.

Sometimes I still can't believe it.

I'm going to have a husband.

I'm going to be a wife.

Wife.
Wife.
Wife.

It is not a title for the weak, the wack or the wishy washy.

I finally met a man who didn't want to play house or play games or play "doctor", all while dodging commitment.  And this means that I will be responsible for holding him down, keeping our home together and...most importantly, taking care of our children.

That in and of itself brings on another set of concerns.

As a teacher, I see what happens to children whose parents stink, so I have already placed a lot of pressure on myself to be a "good" mother.

Many of us are borderline crazy because of the things our parents did (or didn't do).

I certainly don't want to be responsible for ruining someone else's life.

Mother.
Mother.
Mother.

Exhale....

Will is THE most patient man. We have a lot of "What if" conversations...usually brought on by my neurosis. He says that my brain is a "Sims world" in which I make up fantasies that I actually believe to be true (HAHA).  Nevertheless, he walks with me through the scenarios - always positive, always loving.  

I love that man. :-)

He says that we can't predict the future and while I already know this to be true, that is exactly what breeds "the fear".

The Unknowns. The Maybes. The What Ifs. The Mights.
 
"What if...?"

"What should we do when...?"

"I saw this couple on TV..."

I like to be prepared for everything but you can't always prepare for life--it just happens.

The good thing is that I have a man who's ready to make "it" happen with me.  And for real, that's what really matters.

Changing my fear into faith...
:-)
Alonna