Moving just sucks!!
My fiance and I are in the process of moving into our new place…well, actually we basically have moved in, ’cause all of her stuff is here but not her…and my entire life is like in boxes right now. Moving is always worth it in the end, but the process of it is the most horrible thing in the world.
I have great groomsmen though, ’cause they have totally been helping with my move.
Next weekend my life as a single man will end, and my next life united with this wonderful woman will begin. Some people ask me if I have doubts, and I’m like, of course! This is the rest of my life I’m talking about…I think you’re crazy if you don’t doubt it. Doubt, after all, is where faith begins, right? We don’t truly have faith and believe in something until we doubt and question it, because that doubting and questioning leads us to really discover the evidence. Platonic as that notion is, it’s true.
Of course, I think sometimes you have to believe before you can see, as well.
So yes, I do doubt our marriage. And that doubt leads me to a faith that it will work. The doubt is a periodic re-examination moreso than an intense questioning. And I think that’s fine, because it just leads to make us more certain.
Doubt gets a bad reputation.