The Wedding Day
May 11th, 2005 @ 3:11 pm
Our walls in the office are very thin. There is a girl on the worship team getting married this weekend and she is talking to Clay (who has the office next to mine) about wedding music for her ceremony.
I remember planning for my wedding. Not counting the time I spent from when I was 5 years old until we got engaged…soley after that fact, December 2002 until June 2003 was wedding planning crazy. I got all the magazines, the books, the samples, the planner. I went on a diet, tried growing my hair out. I dyed it brown. The got it highlighted. I got makeup tests done, I got a facial. A massage. My eyebrows waxed. I listened to song after song, made sure the red in my roses matched the red roses we were using on the pews and the bridesmaid dresses. Wrote out 20 page schedules for all of the wedding party with a detailed timeline of the wedding day. I ate, slept, wept and was all things wedding.
Not that our wedding day wasn’t marvelous. Not that every little girl shouldn’t have the wedding of her dreams. I am a firm believer in that. It was magical. I won’t forget my dad crying before we walked down the aisle. I won’t forget the look on Chris’ face as I got closer and closer to the altar. I won’t forget the way he rubbed my hand nervously during the ceremony. Or the smile he had when he said his vows. Or how it was really hot and I almost passed out. How I could feel the sweat trickling down my arm. How the wrong song was played when we recessed.
Was it the perfect wedding? Not at all. Did everything go as planned? Nope. And did I remember it all? Except for what I just wrote, not really. It was a huge, magical blur. And then it was over.
Last night, Chris and I got in a fight. I had been selfish, and he had been unappreciative. I wish I would have spent more time in those six months getting ready for our marriage and not our wedding. We did 6 weeks of premarital counseling - which taught us so much - but sometimes I wonder why I focus so much on the things that really aren’t that important.
Just makes you think.
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