I. Am. Engaged.
Yes, you read that right. Brett and I are getting married. If anyone has read that, they probably saw it coming. Even though we have only been dating since May, I know that Brett is the man that I am meant to spend the rest of my life with. He will be leaving for Cuba tomorrow sometime. It is very difficult to leave him every time we have to say the "goodbyes" over and over again. Let's just say I'm very much looking forward to never having to do it again. But it's difficult to say when exactly that will be. Time will tell I guess. It depends a lot upon my workplace, the military, and a ton of other factors.
For now, I'm just over the moon. I love Brett. He is the love of my life. I know people say that all of the time, it sounds dumb maybe. But he makes me so happy. He takes good care of me. It doesn't matter to him that I have Mitochondrial disease, that I have Interstitial Cystitis. And at my age, it isn't surprising that most men want to run the other way when they hear that I have either one (let alone both!) of these diseases! But Brett doesn't look at that. Brett looks at the person I am, despite the fact that my disease processes present many challenges he loves me and cherishes me for me. What more could I want in a husband?
There is so much more I want to write about. But, I'm getting tired and I need to try to get to sleep.
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