No retreat, No surrender.
While I did manage to find the cutest rain coat ever this week I am not going to show it to you tonight. Nope, not gonna do it. I've got something bigger. Ready? I'm getting married tomorrow. All I can think about are flowers and who is doing what and dresses and make up and hair. I don't have room in my head for rain coats.
This is my last night that I will not be Mrs Colin Andrew T. I can't sleep and I am nervous as hell. Not that it won't work, I believe in us, but just about the whole day. I am nervous that I am going to be too nervous tomorrow. I am jittery and ready to go do this. I am tired and exhausted and can't sit still. I feel like I am forgetting something.
I'm not tan enough and my nails look horrible. But you know what? None of that will matter at two o clock tomorrow afternoon when those doors open and I see Colin waiting for me. None of that will matter when he puts the ring on my finger. None of those things will matter when he kisses me in front of my Daddy. None of that will matter when we're pronounced husband and wife. What an honor it is to be able to marry him. What an amazing man God has given me.
What an honor.
No retreat, no surrender.