Rings of Love

Its getting close, they keep saying, and my palms get sweaty, and I get that feeling inside my stomach. Its getting close...

Can't stop time. It keeps running and running. But maybe just maybe I can press pause...just for a min. or 2?

After much internal debate about my name {see other postings}, my self identity, I realized one thing. You don't loose yourself. You take yourself with you where ever you go. Look in the mirror, there you are. No matter what, I will be here, Genna isn't going anywhere.

On that note we have to buy wedding rings...