This afternoon someone asked me why I am marrying him. I never know how to answer this question because I never know where to begin. I'm marrying him because he's the best man I've ever known. I'm marrying him because he treats me better than I ever imagined anyone would treat me. I'm marrying him because when I look at him I envision tiny new people that are both me and him and the mere thought of it thrills me in a way I can't even explain. I'm marrying him because he is my better half. Because he knows how to give me exactly what I need without even trying. Without me asking. Without me even knowing. I'm marrying him because I love him more than I thought was possible. And because he makes me want to be a better person because that is what he deserves.

And that, barely even scratches the surface of it.

It terrifies me sometimes because while I used to believe that maybe there was a pool of people out there who I might be compatible with, now I know that there is only him. Before I met him I figured that I would never find someone I was completely happy with, because of my idiosyncracies and the nature of man. I thought that I might be mostly happy someday, but complete happiness? I think it is unimaginable to most people. And yet, I am. And I know that there is no one else out there who could make me this happy. And I really can't imagine living life without him. And that is why I'm marrying him.

And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay

- Such Great Heights