Clever Title: Owen Allen's ramblings

I'm getting married a week from Saturday.

It's sort of surreal. For most of this year, my fiancee Amanda has been living in Virginia, while I've been in Broomfield, CO. So it almost snuck up on me. For months, it's been an event of the distant future. And before that, it was something that only people older than me ever did. And now it's almost here.

This is the biggest thing I've ever done. I've never before made a step, a decision of this magnitude, and yet I don't find myself second-guessing a thing. I've known Amanda for a decade, we've been together for four years now, and I want to spend whatever time I've got with her. I'm usually a skeptic, not given to doubtless belief, but in this I find myself unusually fervent. I believe in her, I believe that I love her and that we can make this work, no matter what's thrown at us.

A lot of people, when told that we're webcasting the wedding, tell us that it's a wonderful and modern idea. But to us it's just a logical step. And really, so is the wedding itself. I found a wonderful woman, kind and nerdy and understanding, who loves me. Of course I want to keep her. Why wouldn't I?