Dear Mr. Tiramisu,
I can’t believe it. At this time tomorrow I’ll be your wife. This moment has been so long in coming, yet it seems like yesterday that we were freshmen in college, just having met. I was dancing with you for the first time, nervously sneaking glances up at you, wondering if you were going to kiss me. You did, and look where it took us! I hear that our wedding day is going to fly by- it will be over before we know it- but that wife part, it’s going to last forever. I can’t think of anything in the whole world that makes me happier.
What a lucky, lucky girl I am.
I have truly loved planning our wedding. I just cannot wait to have all the people in the world that we love all together, surrounding us in this way- and it’s going to be one hell of a party too! But the honest truth is, I would have married you at city hall. On a Tuesday. In sweatpants. (Maybe I could have goccoed some wedding announcements.)
Soon it will be official, but for a long time it’s been you and me. We go together, we just make sense. Living my life next to you makes my world richer, more full of adventure, and bursting with so much love that it takes my breath away at times. That makes it sound like a fairytale, but it’s not- it’s more real and true in all ways.
I am just giddy with excitement at the thought of being your bride.
All my heart,
Miss T.
*To Mrs. Bee, all the Bees, and the wonderful readers*
Thank you for letting me be a part of all of this! Writing for you all has been such a rewarding experience, and you have given me so much of your creativity, support, and enthusiasm over the past months, which will no doubt be apparent at the wedding.
I want to thank you all from the bottom of my heart.
See you as a Mrs!
for the last time,
Miss Tiramisu
awwwww congrats!!! hope the day will be as perfect as you dreamed! (i know it will be!)