- 5 years ago
- Wedding: July 2013
I’m getting married in 5 weeks. It’s not just a wedding. It’s not just a party where all the people I love are in town for the first time in my life. It’s not just a day. It’s life. It’s my life, with him. It’s a MARRIAGE, not a ceremony.
And, believe it or not, it helps to realize this. Because it doesn’t matter what my hair looks like or if my rehearsal dinner is changing venues. It doesn’t matter if his sister just dropped out of the wedding party with no explanation (because, really? It’s her loss…). None of this matters, because 5 weeks from RIGHT NOW, I will be Mrs. McGuffee (even if the social security office isn’t actually aware of that fact…). I will be in that hotel room with my HUSBAND, spending the first night of the rest of our lives together. And THAT’S what matters. Not the decorations (though, yes, they matter), not the dresses, not the drama. But being his wife, and knowing that from that day on NOTHING can separate us.
5 weeks from tonight, from this moment, will be the happiest in my life. I won’t be thinking about the cake or the food or how my reception manager is a total…not so nice term…. I will be thinking I’m the luckiest woman on the face of this Earth because I will be with him, not as boyfriend and girlfriend or affianced…but as husband and wife.
Screw everything else. I’m going to be happy, because this is the happiest time of my life.