137 days until bustling leaves. Crisp breezes. The smell of heat beginning to warm our fingers and toes. Candy wrappers and pillow cases. Hocus Pocus and the Monster Mash. 137 days.
137 days until I, Elizabeth Ann Morton, get to fulfill a lifelong dream (along with my other, equally deserving half), of truly living up to my name.
137 days until this becomes a reality.
The dress, the shoes, and the buttons are waiting for me back in Michigan.
COULD NOT BE MORE EXCITED.