- 2 years ago
- Wedding: February 2015 - Chapel on Base
First and foremost I love my Love more than anything. I can’t wait to marry him, have his name, and have us be a family. A little bit of our history. I am 45 and he is 53. He has never been married and wants the dream weddding. I eloped (if you can call it that) for my previous marriage. My mother made my wedding dress, I sent out invitations, family came from everywhere, and the Chapel had to keep the doors open there were so many guests. My children are 5 & 6, both girls that I adopted as a single parent. My brother and his wife are their biological parents. Fortunately for me drugs were more important to them than the girls. My children were removed by Child Protection Service and I was given my oldest daughter at 4 months old an my youngest at 3 weeks old. They only know me as their mother. I met my Love in 2010 when my girls were 1 and 2. They know no other man as their “dad” and refer to him an dad. He has been wonderful to us. On our second date he picked me up and had gifts for the girls. At a young age he had a vasectomy because he had no desire to have children. He graduated from Annapolis Naval Academy and he lived the single life of an officer. He didn’t date women with children. Lucky for me he fell for me on our first date. Thank goodness I was a ditz and thought he was interested in me on the online dating site.
We were in engaged in September 2013. I wasn’t expecting the engagement when it happened even though I caught him purchasing the ring months before. Our engagement couldn’t have been better. He bought me two ice cream cones… a perfect way to my heart, my two girls were with us, and his parents as well. We were away on a weekend trip to Laughlin, Nevada. It was simple yet perfect.
Our first wedding date was March 1, 2014. We changed our wedding date because soon after the engagement my dad declined to go into Hospice Care. There was no way I could possibly plan one of my happiest days knowing my dad would not be there for me. My dad, RIP lasted 5 months. He lived the rest of his life on his terms and we all got to say goodbye.
October 25, 2014 became our second wedding date. No significance on the date other than the date was available at my place of employment. I worked for a flower farm that rented the grounds for weddings. It was free to me and worked perfect and totally encapsulated the Arizona lifestyle I have grown up with. However, we changed the venue because it was outside. His parents are in their 80s and one has a walker, my mom is in a scooter, the ground is uneven so on and so forth. We changed the venue to a Senior Citizen Dance Ballroom. We could bring in our own caterer and alcohol. We then decided that would be a hassel to stock our own bar, hire a bar tender etc. so changed the venue. Summer weddings were out of the question for us since temps can reach 120 degrees. The new venue could accomodate the same date if we wanted to have it in the small room since there was already another wedding scheduled for the same date. We chose to change the date to November 1, 2014. The new venue is also $450.00 cheaper and comes with chairs, tables, fully stocked bar, bartender, and we can still bring in our caterer. Yes, we are having it at an American Legion, but the savings alone will cover most of the bar if not all of it since my Love is a memer there. Turned out to be a win-win situation.
We have since changed our date to April 11, 2015. My paid in full Suburban needed some work done, my 88 year old uncle in Mexico was robbed and murdered and we paid to bury him. Not overly expensive since it was in Mexico. However, those two instances were enough to use up our savings/remaining budget. We still had a few things to buy. His attire, my girls’ dresses, last minute incidentals, day of hair & make up. Not too much but enough to stress over since we no longer have our “cushion”. April is the soonest we could have the wedding since Winter is out because his parents have to drive from Colorado to Arizona. We don’t want to chance the weather and having it snow as they drive. Or worse, not come at all because of the weahter. Since we have now changed our date we are able to add steak as a dinner option and most importantly take a honeymoon after our original honeymoon. Our honeymoon is a 4 day self defense gun course followed by some other physical activity gun course as well. I want a relaxing honeymoon after the gun honeymoon on the beach. Now we can do both.
Along the line I broke a prong off of my original e-ring. The entire ring was replaced – not repaired and I hated it wasn’t my original ring. The second ring then broke a prong as well. We then exchanged the ring I had originally picked out. My Love then picked out the new ring and I love it even more than my original. I got lucky there. I told him he had good taste. He then said, “of course, I’m marrying you”. I most definitely have the perfect ring now.
Here is why I am not as excited. I won’t be his wife until next year. I am superstitious and feel there is something that keeps making everything fall apart. I know my wedding gown won’t fit in April since I had weight loss surgery. Most importantly, my MOH who lives in Germany can not or will not change her flight and vacation time to accomodate the new wedding date. I know she couldn’t afford to fly here so I paid for her airline ticket. She has family here she can stay with.
I am hoping that this new date will be the date that I become a wife. I miss my excitement. I miss my breath being taken away just thinking about our wedding. I miss everything I felt until the last month since my uncle died. He wants his wedding day too and I once did as well. I wish I could find my excitement and not worry about what can happen next.
Do any of you Bees have any advice?