Where does time go?

Last week Cora reminded me that it had been exactly a year since I had written this post.

I wanted to write this post last week to commemorate that, but sadly school got in the way of that. I had a pretty good post mapped out in my head, it was going to be nice sappy post about how my life is so much better now than it used to be. And now that a week has past and now I'm sure what I am actually going to write will be far less sappy much to Cora's chagrin.

I've lost all the elegance of what I wanted to say over the week. I know I want the internet to know that I really like my life and my wife is a big part of that. I wasn't sure if the internet knew that or not, I mean we are BFF's and all but I'm not sure I shared that or not. But really it was a realization that when we got engaged I really wanted to wait a year to get married, it was just what I always had in my head. I thought it was what you were supposed to do, but when it came time it was poor Cora had to basically push me into doing it the way we did ... and she was right. I could not imagine it any other way. In the span of the seven months that I wanted to wait, we've have moved forward and become a better couple, better friends and pretty much better everything. And I guess to sum it up I'm just really happy that wrote that post.

:)

** Also as a editors note, the 1 year thing was all in my head. Looking back at it I don't know if I ever said it out loud. But when I was a youngin' that's just what I thought it was supposed to be.