Dear Journal,
Don't tell Alex but I borrowed his journal for a bit.
Today is the day.
Our wedding day. I'm sitting here, in my white dress, waiting for the moment when I get to see Alex. My heart is fluttering with anticipation and love. I never imagined I'd be here, surrounded by so much love and warmth. I used to be so lonely, but Alex changed all of that. He brought light into my life in ways I never thought possible.
I'm eternally grateful to whatever deity decided to send him to me. Even when I pushed him away, he came back. Maybe we were meant to be after all. I can't wait to be his wife, to start this new chapter of our lives together. I hope one day I can show him this journal entry. He's become so emotional, he even cried when he proposed, though he didn't mention that in his journal entry.
Alex is clingy, a bit of a crybaby, and he mopes when things don't go his way. But he's also supportive, loving, and kind. He's human and flawed, just like I am. And that's okay. It doesn't mean we stop loving each other because we're not perfect. In fact, it's our imperfections that make our love so real, so genuine.
I make one final note here: I'm going to be happy. I love him with all my heart, and I know he loves me just as much. And soon, he'll love our child too. Yes, I'm pregnant. It's still early, and I haven't told him yet. I want it to be a special surprise for our honeymoon.
I can hear the music start to play. It's time to take a deep breath.
This is it. I'm ready to walk down the aisle and start the rest of my life with Alex.
I love him more than words can say, and I know that together, we can face anything.
Here's to our forever.
Much to do,
May
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