One week to go...

Tomorrow, the married men in my church body are going to hold a prayer breakfast for me. My wedding is now one week away and they figured the best thing they can give me in some awesome prayer. Maybe with enough prayer they wont have to bring a nurse in to revive me when I faint. People keep ask me if I'm nervous, and I just tell them that I am ready for this awkward planning period to be over so I can have a Cusano cigar on a beautiful Caribbean beach with my new wife by my side.

I am just excited to go honeymooning, not to be confused with babymooning which is apparently the new fad these days. All I know is that I'm ready to slow down and just "be". The past few months have been super focused on doing, doing, and more doing. So, naturally we are both ready to stop doing things and start being married and growing deeper with one another. I'm excited and a bit nervous of course.