The Price of Love

Many times I have heard that people are jealous of the relationship Shannon and I have. I cannot really blame them. She is utterly fantastic in every way. Right now on my desktop I have a series of letters she has written for me to read at various points through the day.

The price of love is this. Five years on, five wonderful years leading to our marriage in the New Year, it still hurts when she's gone.

It's never gotten easier, only familiar.

And you know what? It's still worth it. She's still worth it. At least though it's almost at a close.

Shannon when you get this, I love you.

What are we missing?

Just a quick update.

We visited the Registrar. Despite not yet having a Priest, it was painless and quick.

We made the deposit on the hotel. Also painless ... well as much as giving anyone €500 can be.

So far so good.

Next hurdle. People, confirmations, flights and invitations.
Yeah we can do this.