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Aubrey
Mar 22, 2016
3 min read

Love is patient. Love is kind.

No kidding. If it weren't for love I would be a MESS right now. I'm so thankful to have Cory as my fiancé'. I really am.

We spent spring break, our final spring break as college students, traveling up and down the road, asking flower girls and ring bearers and groomsmen and bridesmaids to be part of our wedding. While it was a joyous adventure, it was taxing on us both... to say the least. I was sick most of the time, we were constantly on the road, and I feel like we didn't relax for even a moment on this "break."

We got back to Statesboro more tired than when we'd left. All I could think about this morning was everything I had to do. My laundry list kept growing and growing. All the while the thought of budgeting for our dream wedding has been weighing on us both. As graduation grows nearer, the reality of having to pay for "life" is slapping us across the face.

With all of this on my mind, it's no wonder I had the kind of morning I did.

I was on my way home for a brief lunch break (I was going to make sandwiches for myself and Cory as another means of saving our money), my mind still bogged down with my worries. And then

BAM

The next thing I knew I was deliriously pulling off to the side of the road. I felt like I was witnessing someone else's accident. Unfortunately, it was mine.

Thankfully, neither myself nor the other driver were hurt. His car was pretty scratched up, and my front fender was banged up (to say the least). This was the very first accident I had ever caused. I kept seeing dollar signs flash around my head. The ticket. The damage to my car. The damage to his car. The insurance. The this. The that. The AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Thank God my family is so supportive and calm in situations like this. My dad talked me through everything, and I handled the situation. I went to the mechanic, got an estimate, moved on with my day and got ready for class. I didn't have time to sit down and think about what had happened. There was still too much to do.

It really wasn't until this moment that I had time to reflect on how my fiancé' handled the situation. All of these situations. He is amazing. Absolutely amazing.

Cory is calm and collective. He is practical and patient. When I'm overwhelmed or sad or frustrated or a combination of every emotion, he welcomes me with open and loving arms. He helps me put life into perspective.

Throughout our spring break he took care of me- buying me cough drops and medicine, making me soup, covering me with a blanket in the car. Although my car was safe to drive, he picked me up and drove me to class so that I wouldn't have to feel anxious in the car again today. He listened to me bawl my eyes out on the phone, and then he came home and held me while I calmed down. He brought me Chick-fil-a nuggets and held my hand. He thinks of every little thing that could help make me happier. He doesn't do it just to shut me up. He never makes me feel like I'm being dramatic or crazy (even though surely sometimes I am). He just makes me feel loved.

I'm still overwhelmed. Lord knows I have SO much on my mind right now. But I know that he won't let me implode. He's always there for me, and I truly couldn't ask for a better, more thoughtful man to spend my life with.

Moral of the story? Marry the man who will do anything to make you happy, and then do the same for him. Even in your most frustrating times, you'll be okay knowing that you have that person.