Marry my Fiance!

I am doing this on October 16, 2010!

We’ve been together since we were 17, almost five years ago. He proposed to me in the summer of 2007. We’re waiting until we have enough money to have a decent wedding. It doesn’t really matter to me, it is just something I would like to do, a celebration of us.

we broke up and thats a long complicated story so yea, been single for about a month now. i tell you what i feel happier now that i can be myself

sorry it didnt happen yet… couldn’t find what we needed so yea… not yet

and he keeps me alive and pushes me forward therefore some day I would like to marry him.

getting married.. finally… its about freakin time!!! WoOt! go me! yay!

we are getting along better now and going out on dates, i lov ehim so much

my fiance and i have been fighting like crazy lately and i am the one who keeps throwing sarcasm and he picks at every little mistake i make. i’m not perfect but does he gotta do that? i supose i need to lay off on the sarcasm too. um uh… help?

Bubba and I have been together for 8 months and plan on getting married in September this year. Our one year mark for being together. He is the love of my life and I am proud to become his wife, he is my world, my love, my passion and everything. I can’t wait till we are married, I believe we were ment to be together and so does he. So um… he’s mine!!! muhahahaha! hehehe. Good luck to ther rest of you in finding the one you truely love.

It’s been 2 years now that BJ and I have been together and we’re planning a wedding right now for next summer. We’ve been through hell. I’ve really learned the meaning of what won’t kill you will make you stronger.

Hell- (n.) 1. Katrina. BJ had already moved from NOLA after graduating med school. I was still in nursing school, miserable, and then Katrina put everyone’s life on hold for a month. It was we dropped everything in our lives to enter into this limbo for a month where we didn’t know what had really happened. The family floated by on Mexican food and beer in Texas. I went to Ventura and stayed with BJ for 3 weeks. When we came back it was like starting all over again. I drove to Baton Rouge everyday to go to classes in a movie theater. We lost our big beautiful house that I grew up in and did all my recreational drugs in during high school and college. The first floor has since been gutted and it’s just sitting there like so many other houses until my parents decide what to do with it. When we first pushed open a bloated, soggy door it was a sight worse than a horrow movie set. Pictures just couldn’t capture the smell of god only knows what stagnating in my mom’s antique furniture and oriental rugs. You could just barely push on the wall and your hand would go through it. All the pictures gone. Mold almost all the way up the 9ft ceilings. My family squatting at my grandmother’s house. Dad’s working in two different cities waiting to decide where to buy a house. I lived with them there for a bit. Chaos.

2. Residency in Ventura – BJ’s hell. We spent a year apart when he left for residency in 6/05. I didn’t graduate nursing school until 5/06. BJ’s wanted to be a doctor since he was 5. He never missed a day of school between kindergarten and 12th grade. What a nerd. He knew what he wanted. Adjusting to first year of residency was hard. He questioned becoming a doctor for the first time. He never slept, was nervous all the time, 30 hour non stop calls. I visited on average once a month, very expensive. Towards the end of first year things changed- he had gotten his feet wet, maintained his great sense of humor, earned respect, delivered about 800 Mexican babies…

3. Nursing school – No sleep, study several hours, wipe ass, go home. It was the first year of this accelerated program for people with a previous bachlor’s to earn their BSN (bach science in nursing). It was rigorous. Surely I’ve done long term damage to my body after that program. I studied 24 hours straight once. It was insane and so fast paced. Just over half of our guinea pig class of 21 passed.

It was all hard, grueling, tedious work. I’m so glad I can say it’s behind us now. We live at the beach now with our two cats Ernie and Walter. As a Ca nurse I can afford coordinated bedding. We eat well. Our relationship feels like that of two old people who are so at ease and comfortable together. Going through hell together does amazing things for a relationship if you cope well and survive it. I’m so glad that we’ve been put to the test now because there will never be a doubt in my mind about who I’m marrying and who I’m going to raise kids with. We’re both flourishing together. We put effort on a daily basis into making our lives meaningful in little and big ways and take nothing for granted. We laugh at stupid shit. We’re dorks. We’re so satisfied. Now there’s only half of residency to go.

BJ and I will marry on June 16, 2007 in New Orleans:)