Woe #19: The adjustment from "I" to "We", "Mine" to "Ours."

Do you know how happy I am to have my Trevor?

Really, really happy.

As you all know, he's my best friend, my love, my partner in crime, my better half.

And he's going to be my husband on August 3rd.

I'm even more excited to be done dating. I don't have to look anymore. I don't have to be afraid of awkward first kisses, first dates, first anything. I don't have to deal with the fact that I might end up liking and dating *gay* men (long story).

I'm so blessed to have found my Trevor. I think back to other people who I've dated and I have realizations.

When I thought I was "in love". . .

. . . I didn't know what love was.

When I thought that the guy I was dating was my best friend. . .

. . .I didn't know the meaning of best friend, or clearly understood the concept of marrying your best friend.

I love my ring. My fiance. Our upcoming wedding. My family. His family. The opportunity to become Mrs. Natasha Green.

But, being single for the past 20 (almost 21) years, do you know what is going to be hard to adjust to?

Woe #19: The adjustment from "I" to "We", "Mine" to "Ours."

I'm having a hard time with it already! It's "my wedding", not "our wedding."  When thinking about the future, it's "my kids" not "our kids."

There's going to be another human being relying on me. It's not going to be selfish ol' me, me, me, I, I, I. It's going to be us, us, us, we, we, we.

Yay for marriage.