Our wedding day was completely dreamy. A trifecta of glory one might say. I remember both of us getting on the plane to fly to Colorado for our wedding and I looked over at Matt and started mind screaming, "Holy crap this is really happening?! I'm marrying my best friend! I'm marrying the hottest man on the planet! I'm marrying the hottest and funniest man on the planet!" With my giant wedding dress draped over our laps passerby's kept commenting on how young we looked, which then of course followed with us actually telling them how young we really were, and they were then even more shocked, of course. But no matter what people said; Your too young. Are you really sure? You'll never be able to make this decision again? Are you really ready to give up the single life? How are you going to make things work as college students? I had absolutely no doubt. Honestly. Not a single bit of it. I was just excited, because for the first time everything felt completely right, like something just locked into place when we met, and we both just knew. Is that silly to say? We both just knew? Well we did.