- 7 years ago
- Wedding: July 2011
I can honestly say for the first time I feel like one of those crazy, crying, emotional brides that are so common in movies. I am officially overwhelmed.
[Warning: Major complaining and whining to follow]: So, let me first just explain some of my situation. My FI goes to one of the military academies, so we’re in a long distance relationship to begin with and on top of it, we chose to get married in his hometown near Chicago (seeing how he has 70% of the guest list) and I’m from Boston so I am also planning the wedding from afar which is a challenge in itself. For the past 8 months since we got engaged, I think I’ve handled it pretty well and things have been going smoothly.. so smoothly that my FI has no idea how much work it is to plan an entire wedding, and be in school, and have a job. Also, four days after we get back from the honeymoon, we have to be packed and move to his new post, which means that I’ve also had to apply to schools to continue my education, look for a part-time job, and apartment hunt. And if I don’t do it, it won’t get done (oh nooo, I think I just quoted my mom)..
Right now I just feel like I’m taking too much on and I’m tired of having to do everything by myself.. ya know, I wish he could’ve been here to lick the envelopes for our invites, or be the one to talk to our crazy venue coordinator. I knew what I was getting myself into, true, but can you blame me for wanting my fiancé here with me?
The straw that finally broke this camel’s back was when the FMIL started pressuring me today to let them know when I would be flying into Chicago before the wedding (as in, when am I going to be officially moving out of my home and not seeing Boston for who knows how long). It just hit me really hard for the first time that I don’t know when I’ll be able to see my family after my wedding. I’m 23 and have been so eager for this new adventure, I haven’t thought about the things I’ll be leaving behind in 3 months.. hence this epic meltdown.
Like I said though, logically I knew I was going to be planning the entire wedding by myself and that I would be moving away from my family and the life I’ve had eventually, but I guess time’s just snuck up on me before I realized it.. I just can’t decide if I want to slow it down to spend all the time I can with my fam or speed it up so that I’m finally with that man I love. Talk about dilemma.
Anyway, thanks for coming to my pity-party.. I already feel a lil better thinking that maybe somewhere out there someone understands and doesn’t think I’m completely nuts. :