Walking home from working yesterday, the hubs reminded me that this time last year we were a week away from our wedding.
My first thought was holy moly. I can’t believe that much time has past
My second thought was boy what a difference a year makes.
This time last year we were running around like crazy people trying to get everything finished. Mr. A held up fine but I had some tiny internal panic attacks.
It started off with my last dress fitting where my seamstress and I discovered some extra bulging lining around my stomach on my wedding dress.
My Wedding Dress
It probably wouldn’t have been a big deal if I was wearing a ball gown but I had picked a form fitting mermaid dress. So the extra bulge would have to go.
On top of that, I had just received all the calligrapher’s pieces for our wedding and there was a mistake with our escort card table numbers.
Our Escort Card Table
Instead of orienting them horizontally, the calligrapher had written on them vertically. The vertical cards wouldn’t fit on the mirror we were using for the escort cards and I didn’t have any extra cards. Making the situation even more frenzied, my calligrapher was based out of New York so I would need to find a solution quickly.
Not to mention the fact that I was already stressed out about the weather.
We planned on having an outdoor ceremony and taking the majority of our photographs outside. But with rain in the forecast, my dreams of having a beautiful outdoor ceremony were slowly dwindling.
I remember walking out of my seamstress’ house completely dejected. It felt like nothing was going right and I wasn’t going to catch a break anytime soon. Instead of walking out with my gown in my hands, I walked out with a bundle of nerves and anxieties.
I didn’t cry or have a meltdown. I just sat silently in my car for awhile trying to gather my thoughts. A few minutes later, I picked myself up by my boot straps and decided that no matter what happened I would just have to find a way to make it work. We were getting married in a week and what my husband needed was a rock, not a blubbering mess.
At the same time, my Mom called to check in to see how I was doing. I told her the whole sob story and she could tell that I was pretty upset. Despite my many attempts to discourage her from doing so, she told me she was coming down the next day to help. Even though I didn’t want to admit it, I needed her—not because I needed help but because I needed her emotional support.
Thinking about all that stress and anxiety now just makes me laugh.
We ended up having the most beautiful wedding I ever could have asked for.
I didn’t stop smiling the entire day.
I just wish I could talk to that scared girl from a year ago and tell her it would all be okay.
Since I can’t, I’ll just let the other brides to be out there know that it in the end it will all be okay. Even if it rained and my dress didn’t fit and I had to handwrite the table numbers, I would have still been the happiest girl in the world on my wedding day. The love that I felt and the joy in my heart was unstoppable. Those feelings and that love can never been taken away from a bride on her wedding day, no matter how many crises arise.
So if you are headed into the week before your wedding and you feel like the entire world is working against you know that I understand and that I promise you will be okay.
You are marrying the love of your life and there’s nothing more beautiful than that.
