Married

While in Savannah, Andrew and I made the decision to get married. We had planned on it beforehand but we weren't sure if it was all going to work out. It almost didn't. The first day that we had planned to try, Friday, Andrew was released to late and we did not have enough time to get to the courthouse. I was really depressed about it because I figured this meant we probably weren't going to be able to do it at all because the courthouse is closed on weekends. I held out some hope for Monday, though, even though we knew Andrew was going to have to report for duty at 8 am that morning and probably wouldn't be back until the evening. 8 AM rolled around and Andrew was at the fort. While he was there I talked to him using his laptop to send him text messages on his phone. They were really working fast and might have been able to get out in time for us to dash to the courthouse to get our marriage license. However, they got held up because the civilians they needed to turn their trucks into were at lunch. For two hours. Needless to say, four o'clock rolled around and Andrew still wasn't able to come back. It really hurt that we weren't able to get married because I was looking forward to it so much. We spent the night laying in bed close to each other watching movies and sharing our love until I finally fell asleep. I would have given anything to not have fallen asleep so that I could have spent every moment awake in his arms. I woke up to Andrew sliding out of bed to get ready to say goodbye to me for the last time. It was one of the most heart wrenching moments of my life and I still cry when I think about how hard it was. After we finally said goodbye, I laid in my hotel room devastated that I was going to have to return home alone. I fell asleep watching TV and woke up to a phone call from Andrew saying that we might still have a chance to get married today. My heart leaped and I was so happy that I was going to get to see him again. He had called the court ahead to make sure we could go in to get our marriage license, but every judge in the county was already booked and none would be able to see us. I ran down to the hotel computer to search for phone numbers for every marriage officiant in Chatham county, Georgia. Andrew tried calling all of them to no avail. They were either booked or didn't answer their phones. Again I was crushed because we came so close and still couldn't get married. Andrew told me it would be okay and that maybe we could get married on his next leave. I asked him to see if he could come visit me at the hotel anyway, even though we weren't going to the court. He said he would see if he could and to call him back in five or ten minutes. So I waited for an excruciatingly long ten minutes before calling him up and asking him what was going to happen. He said he had decided to try our first choice reverend one more time and he had picked up and said that he would be available at any time to marry us. Andrew was coming straight to the hotel now and we would rush over to the courthouse. We were able to sign our names on the marriage license and drive over to a pretty little park where Reverend Steven Schulte met us to join us in matrimony. We still plan on having a big ceremony to share with all our friends and family, and even though we didn't have a ceremony with Reverend Steven, it was still the most special day of my life. Finally, I am married to the man who I want to spend the rest of my life with. Finally I can say 'my husband', rather than 'my fiance' or 'my boyfriend'. I love him so much. More than anything.