Well, it’s finally here—your portly is getting married. By late afternoon, Dr. Fiancée will be Dr. Wife.
It’s been a pretty wild week, as I imagine most wedding weeks are. It’s been fun, too, to celebrate with friends, family, colleagues, and—of course—Dr. F.
I told her that there would be some weird feelings and thoughts this week as we processed this massive life change. We’re both beyond ready for it. At the same time, it feels like we’re formalizing before God what He Has Done.
It was about a year ago that Dr. F—then Dr. Girlfriend—and I realized that we wanted to get married. It was quick, but each passing day has only cemented that initial conviction.
I’m so, so thankful for her.
Thanks to everyone who has sent along well-wishes and kind words. If I don’t respond to new comments imminently, please know that it’s because I won’t exactly be hanging out online today—ha!
Thanks again!
—TPP
The Portly Politico 
Dom, dom-di-dom, dom, der-di-dom! 👍
I don’t see it as a massive life change. If you’re with the person you’re meant to be with, life will continue as it did before. Living together is the change – you get to experience habits first hand but love conquers all. Habits are small, easy to deal with.
It seems to me you’ve found your perfect match. This is one place you don’t need to work on. It’s easy when you’re in love.
Have a wonderful day and don’t forget about the pictures! 👍😄
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Aaaaamen, dude! Dr. Wife is the best. We are truly meant for each other. She is a blessing every day.
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