Anyway, life is great. I have a beautiful home (it needs a clean and some unpacking still - but it IS my home and I feel completely comfortable here). I have a good life (sure the job sucks, but I'm getting enough of a wage to support the home and the people within it comfortably so it's not all bad).
I have a perfect almost-husband.
Did I mention I'm getting married in less than a week? Because I totally am.
I am fortunate enough to be getting married to my perfect match in life. I have never been so loved, nor have I ever loved so much. However shit my life has been in the past and however badly I have been treated, being here with him makes it all worth it. This week away from him is going to be one of the hardest weeks ever, but it will be worth it to walk down the aisle towards my lifemate and join him for the rest of our lives.