When I stop feeling overwhelmed, I will hopefully find the inspiration to blog about every aspect of my wedding -- but for now, I need to get settled. I need to unpack. Suitcases, that is, because then I need to repack -- this whole house, so that we can move into our new one that we bought. Eventually. In like 2 weeks. Ugh. (Patience wearing thin, here.) But here's what's going on in my head right now.
Ever since I can remember, I have been imagining what my wedding day would be like. Acting it out with Barbie and Ken, drawing out designs for what I thought my dress would look like. Picking out colors for flowers and bridesmaid dresses. Changing my mind every year. There is no doubt that my wedding turned out to be everything I’d hoped it would be, and all my ideas – especially everything about the bridesmaids – turned out beautifully. Yet the day after my wedding, I found myself feeling empty, when I should have felt happier than ever. I finally realized that I was mourning my wedding – all those times I (and some of my single friends) have said “it’s just one day” – we were all wrong. It’s your whole life. Yes, you wear the dress for one day, maybe just a few hours. But your wedding day is not just one day, not just a day you planned for during the length of your engagement – it is the culmination of a lifetime of wishin’ and hopin’…and hopefully, it will be or was everything you dreamed of, but regardless, once it’s done, it’s done. I knew the ‘stakes’ were high, I knew I’d look back on my wedding day for the rest of my life, but even I didn’t realize just how important a day it was until it was all over. Wow.
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I completely understand this emotion to a tee! Halfway through our honeymoon, I just started crying....for the same exact reason. It's strange, isn't it? But the ride ahead is amazing....
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