So I've been with my boyfriend for almost 3 months now.

He's quickly become my best friend and I'm so grateful to have him. Over the past few months we've been together I've gotten to meet his family. It was definitely scarier than I thought it was going to be, but they are some of the most accepting and kind people that I've met.

They eased my fears away and made it so easy to hang out with them. But going to school in Florida and being from New Jersey made it obviously harder for my family to get to know him.

So that's when I decided to conjure up the perfect plan to get him to come to New Jersey over Christmas break.

Now, when I tell you this was no easy feat, it definitely wasn't.

At first we had planned that he would leave with me and we'd drive up to New Jersey together and then he would spend a week with me. When we couldn't get the days off of work, the plan changed to him coming after Christmas and we would drive back to Florida together. It finally seemed like it was working out, he got the days off and we finally bought his ticket to Jersey.

But I should have known that this whole ordeal would not run smoothly. A few days after buying his ticket he let me know that his classes started up again while we would still be in Jersey. So after buying another ticket for him to fly home and throw in a few fights (mostly started by me) we FINALLY had it all figured out.

Now, don't get me wrong. I am SO EXCITED for him to get here.

I miss him so much (probably too much), but I really can't wait to show him around my favorite places. But that also doesn't mean that I'm not nervous. I was totally fine until maybe a few days ago when I realized that he's going to be here, staying at my house, with my family, meeting every person I've ever known in my whole life. When I think of that I kind of want to throw up a little bit.

I know that my family is going to love him and he's going to be fine meeting them, but all I can think about are the worst possible things that could happen.

What if my dad says something as a "joke" that's really not a joke. What if my family scares him away. What if he says something stupid because he's nervous. There are a million things running through my head at this point.

But even with all of this running through my head, I know that it's going to be perfectly okay. I know that my family is going to love him and he's going to fit in just fine.

And if you think about it, say a prayer for men I'm definitely going to need it!