– You are literate and articulate.
– You are not above asking for help or being confused; ergo, not a bona fide know-it-all.
– You have been loved by a fella for seven years (and countless others, I have no doubt).
– Both your family and his support and are looking forward to celebrating your union.
– You have ready access to the internets and have enough good taste to be a reader of Elle Beaver.
See that? Barring being sick, or having a loved one sick and ailing, everything and every moment of your life is very seriously a blessing. And even in sickness and death, we can often find mercy if we are brave enough to do.
Now, just in case you are jittery about the “till death do us part” then my advice is also simple. Whilst always working toward that very serious committed end, try to also see this as a day-by-day situation which too many people often forget. Every day that you wake up, *choose* to recommit to your piece. Tomorrow do the same thing. And the day after that. And the day after that. Should you in ten years discover that you have spent two years being incapable of making that commitment daily with great love and light in your heart, then deal with it then. Cross that bridge when you get to it. For now, love and appreciate the celebration of you two as a team. Worry about your dress and hair and make-up and how inevitably psychotic some if not all of your family will be on that day, but most importantly – remember that you have made it seven years far.
You are already #winning, my love.
Best of luck to you and your man; may the telling of your story always begin with “And they lived happily ever after…”
In your corner,