On Saturday, July 10th, I’ll be at my parents’ house surrounded by family and friends celebrating my marriage to the man I plan to spend the rest of my life with. My husband. My soulmate. My saving grace. My Robert. It’s been over nine months since we actually got married and I still have a hard time wrapping my brain around the fact that I’m MARRIED. Holy crap. How the hell did that happen? Three… Keep reading…I try and comprehend you but…