Luck

I've got a few minutes before I head off to work.
I'm sitting here, completely astounded at everything that's been happening.
Things are working out, they really are. Work, well, it can be overwhelming every now and again, but things are definitely getting easier to handle, if the things I'm handling aren't necessarily getting easier themselves. I seem to spend every other day with a 'he's really doing that' smile on my face because of whatever my fiance has cooked up that day. People are doubting, judging, but, I can't explain to anyone how real this is. He's trouble from the word go, but even Superman had a weakness, folks. Ryan's as tired of being alone as I am, if not more, and we've known each other nearly five years, we're close, we've talked about this before. We've always had feelings for each other, even if it was ill-advised to act on them at some points in our lives. If I'd tape recorded half our conversations- well, Ryan would lose his tough guy status until someone realized that he can still do some serious damage to folks, even though he's very happy with me. I suppose even Sasquatch can't make it alone for too long.
I can't believe this is my life, or the way things turned out. All the dreams I dreamt and stories I told- this is way better than all of them. I'm marrying my best friend. I never thought he'd understand me as well as he does when it came to a relationship. I never thought he could open his heart to a woman the way he has to me. Anyone who feels the need, go ahead and question it. It's not going to bother me, because I'm not going anywhere.