I wanted to elope so badly, I can’t even tell you. I had the perfect picture in my head f eloping, just my Fiance, myself a couple we know, photog and our officiant, at our spot, under our tree! I mentioned it over and over, but he couldn’t go through with it knowing his family would miss out. His grandparents had five kids, of which only one had kids, him and his older sister (who may never marry), and this would probably be the only chance for them to attend a wedding of their grandchild, and I totally understand, but I still really wanted to elope.
Six months to the wedding, we changed our venue after our original venue gave me so much trouble, and that’s when I got the idea of eloping during ourfirst look (or canceling and just eloping that same date)
4 months before, my husband got an amazing job offer, across the country so we moved! We spent three months almost apart before the wedding, and I was stuck on wedding planning duty, which made me miserable! Everything about planning a wedding I was not excited about, and I kept brinusing up my elopement plan.
A week before the wedding I fell and dislocated two toes, and my husband was STILL working across the country! After 7 hours in the ER, the most painful night of my life, my injury and all of the stresses of planning a wedding (I had 13 last minutes cancellations in his family) that I felt wasn’t for me, but for everyone else I had enough. Even though he was flying out that night, i called him and bawled, I just wanted to do the elopement during ourfirst look, and do the ‘ceremony’ for everyone else (it was too late to call it all off) I really felt like it wasn’t ours anymore and this wedding had exhausted me from head to toe (literally)
On top of that, I woke up with rain on my wedding, my really expensive custom dress tore (right before the ceremony) and a guest kicked me in the alreadydislocated toes, but all of the shit aside, it was still amazing, and honestly I wouldn’t change iT, ok mayb. I could have done without the toe kicking.
The doctor at the ER told me how to care for my foot, and she even gave me the go ahead to wear my heels, which is lucky, cause as you know dresses are hemmed to the height of your shoes!
And, we did our first look at our spot, in the rain, which happened to make an amazing photo of us standing under an umbrella, while my husband is holding the card I gave him, (it’s also our dating anniversary) which is of a cartoon couple standing under anumbrella with a line that read “True love be able to Weather thestorm, while waiting for the sun to shine”.
I just happened to convince my husband to bring the wedding lengha my mom bought me for my engagement pics, even though i had no intention to wear it, because i spent so much money on my dress that tore, so during the dinner our amazing groomsmen grabbed it from the hotel, and I changed after the first dance, which made my mom so incredibly happy, I can’t even tell you how much it meant to her to see me in an Indian wedding dress! Our friend the DJ, even sang for us, so I have ‘first dance’ pictures in both of my dresses.
What I’m getting at is that not every woman is made to bE a big wedding bride, I wasn’t (inhad 68 people, and it still felt like a big wedding to me!) and I made it through, and i wouldnt change it now. I wouldn’t do it again lol, but I’m so happy with the memories from that day, despite all of the shit before and during, it was perfect, because it was our day, and my best friend is now my husband.
You know what you can handle, and 50 days, is 50 days…at the end of it you’re married to your best friend, it’s just a matter of how you want to do it and what you’ll Look back on and smile to remember.
Good luck Hun, I wish you all the best, and I hope thatoy our outcome makes you happy 🙂