An Indepth Look Into A Geek's Soul

I've had this website for awhile now, something along the lines of three years, if not a little bit longer.  I've chronicled my life in it, from my nerdiest highs to my most depressed lows.  I'm sure to my faithful readers, this is a nice, if sporadically updated, corner of the internet where they can keep up on some aspects of my life that I don't plaster all over Facebook or Twitter.  However, if I were to be completely honest, I think there is one aspect of my life that doesn't get a high enough word count here:  my lovely and wonderful wife to be, Megan.

For those of you who don't know, I asked Megan to marry me on February 5th (okay, it was the 4th, but it was close enough) and she was awesome enough to say yes.  This delighted me like nothing else ever have.  I was a wreck before asking the question, and she managed to sooth my troubled soul with just one word.  She's always had this effect on me, and I think that she always will.  No matter what mood I'm in, she has this way of calming me down and making me feel like I'm worth everything.  I could have been slammed around at work, came home completed dejected, and she'll build me and give me hope for not only a better future with a different company, but also with her.

Simply put, she's inspiring.  Of all the people I know, she manages to juggle a full time job, working out, and maintaining a relationship with someone better than anyone else.  It gives me hope that one day I can achieve the same level of success that she has.  She may always kick my ass when it comes to lifting weights, doing box jumps, or throwing around a kettlebell, but the fact that my goal is to beat her is something that pushes me a little farther every time I do attempt something in life.

Megan, I love you.  Never forget that.