What’s wild is in just a few months I’ll be getting married to my best friend!
Her and I became friends ever since we made an Aldi run together and had a 2+ (I think it was 4) hour conversation. We went all in on getting to know each other. And really if you knew us separately it just makes sense that we’re friends, best friends, and soon husband and wife.
However, this wouldn’t be my first marriage...
My first marriage didn’t even last 3 years. And well, my future wife and I will have been friends closer to 4 years. What I had learned was...
- I needed therapy.
- I rushed into that marriage even though we loved each other. But us running into my first girlfriend really jumpstarted things.
- Everyone has a “crazy” that makes them who they are. It’s the kind of crazy that you can’t change. So you need to be willing to accept said crazy.
- Being best friends always comes first.
- You can change someone's mind, but not their heart.
In these 4 years I have learned a lot. I have not only learned a lot about myself, but a lot about my wife-to-be. So much so that I know taking her last name would mean the world to her.
Without getting into the specifics... lets just say that she never really had a family and the one thing she liked about her troubled past was her last name. And so with that in a few months my last name will change to hers.
Together we will try to create a good legacy with her name as one has yet to be told.
Together we will shape the name to mean being passionate, intentional, helpful, caring, and strong (funny because the name means “castle”).
And when you hear our name it’ll make sense once you know our quirks and our heart.
