We wake up to the sound of both our alarms. It's 7am and after some grunting we begin to laugh and squeal. This is it, the day we worked for and dreamt of since we met. I shower eagerly almost falling as I jump out. Strangely everything feels normal, almost like we're simply getting ready for work like any other day. I am marveling at how casual it all feels until I turn my gaze on her mothers hand grasping Tamara's so hard that it is trembling. I grin to myself in disbelief "This is real... this is happening".