- 7 years ago
- Wedding: July 2013
This is my now husband and me, walking out of our little chapel after we made the best decision of starting a new life together. At this point, it was the most perfect day. July 27, 2013 at around 2:45 in the afternoon. But when I had all those thoughts and emotions of “something will go wrong”, I was so happy that I didn’t care what it was. Flash forward to our reception. After an open bar and hours of dancing that’s when it happened. I’m sharing this story for all te brides out there planning and having the thoughts that something will go wrong and it weighs them down. I had anxiety about what it was going to be but never imagined something on this scale. I want to prove to you that it won’t matter with this story. My reception was planned to end at 11pm in order to keep people from drinking too much and partying too hard. I was up talking to the DJ, now a few hours before my reception was to end, still in a complete daze of all the whirlwinds of the day. Suddenly, I lost his attention to screaming and yelling and he immediately cut the music off. That’s when I saw my brother on top of my step father wrestling and punching him to the ground. Then I looked over and saw my sister fighting some random lady I had no recollection of inviting. My perfect little wedding reception was now a living hell. My family is fighting and now the police are walking in. The event staff walk in an announce my wedding reception is now being shut down. The random lady my sister was scrambling with was yelling at me and my new husband about my sister being a “this and that” and how we now have to buy her a new shirt. My grandmother was bawling her eyes out by her car and everyone is getting questioned by the police. Thankfully, I think they talked sense into everyone…reminding them that this was my husband and my special day. I put hours and hours into creating this reception to be shown that no one was considerate enough to remember that. My husband and I went through months and months of listening to everyone in my family’s point of view from that day. Switching it from “our wedding day” to “the day my family stopped speaking to each other”.
I will admit, it took me a very long time. We even spent our beautiful 5-star honeymoon thinking about what had happened. I felt so beat down and felt so incredibly cheated. So, like I said, I am posting this to remind you of something. And that is, no matter what your day will be YOUR day. It took us a while but now, I’m actually looking back at wedding photos SO happy. I’ve learned to step away from that crappy story of what DID happen and want to share with all you brides to be that something went terribly wrong at my wedding. But I want you to take away from this that my wonderful husband and I took what was most important from our wedding and forgot about what I hated. I wouldn’t even admit to guests who were unable to attend what had happened. But now…if anyone mentions what happened I say “Did you see the way husband looked as I walked down the aisle?!” “I wish I could go back and feel the whirlwind of endorphins I felt when the deacon said we were now married!”
So, please keep in mind ladies, it is not about what goes wrong. Remember the points that really matter! Remember your I Do’s, your first kiss, first dance, cutting the cake and the smile your SO cracks when you meet glances during dinner and throughout the night. That is what really matters. You are now embarking on a life that is goung to be amazing. So if something like this does happen, I hope you are able to reflect that you can’t be a human and expect an absolutely perfect day, but roll with it. Dwell in the happy moments and remember when looking back how happy you felt in that period of time. And then get excited about the life you and your new husband are about to embark on! That’s where the true excitement lies!