Homestretch

Is that all one word? I don't even know.
Regardless, people have come into town, we have rehearsed and eaten a delicious dinner, and the pampering was delicious.  Next is the Bachelorette part tonight.
Can't I stop time so it can all sink in?
No?
I will just have to use this blog to remember thoughts and feelings (especially because I still can't find my journal...). For the most part, I am pretty relaxed and trying to enjoy my time as it comes.
Then it will hit me.
My stomach seizes, my feet start to go numb, it feels like my heart is trying to pump the blood for a 6'11" German man. And it all seems to be happening too quickly.
How can I hold onto this?
Then there's the overwhelmed feeling with how much everyone is doing and giving towards this occasion. Such generosity, no way to express just how much that means.  All I keep thinking is, "for me? You REALLY don't have to."
All in all, it's just crazy.  How anyone is supposed to absorb this time is beyond me. It's coming. In days.
Which is insane.
Yet then I calm down about it and become this pendulum swinging from Panic to Peace.
But Kenny and I are happy. He kept looking at me at the rehearsal dinner and whispering, "I am so happy."
:)
Love him.