The F word

No I am not talking about that curse word I just made you mumble, I am talking about the one that is more important that, the one that has shaped all of our lives in one way or another. Family. This weekend Me and Jayme went on a trip with her sister, future brother in law, mom, and dad. Let me tell you, it was a blast, we did all the things and had a great time with all of it. I wouldn’t change any of it (well maybe Brit Brit saying we jumped in the lake, but that is another story).

Over this last weekend I was able to see alot of what a life with Jayme would be, how she was raised and what it meant to be apart of this family. There were so many great moments that I want to write about, but only one that really matters. It was last night, with her sister, on a porch in plastic chairs.

We talked about alot of things; the future engagement, religion, kids, jobs, ect. But the one thing that struck home with me was her thoughts on how me and her little sister are together. How we love, How I care for her, How she knows I am the one for her best friend. We cried (duh, my emotions are out of control without that many whiskey cokes), we got to feel what it will be like to be in each-others lives forever. Truthfully Brittany said alot of things that night that made me feel safe, happy, and proud, but no words compare to the love that was in her eyes for who me and Jayme are together.

I have two F words to worry about now.

 

Oh we also got arcade married, it was pretty great. πŸ™‚

 

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