How divine to be so intimately surrounded by loved ones during the ceremony...I've been reading over some of my past posts and some of them are quite annoying. I find myself complaining about stuff....venting about insignificant things...making mountains out of mole hills...and (unintentionally) inventing drama for myself to deal with. Doy.
via One Love Photo
via One Love Photo
Sometimes I feel as if it is Tommy and I against the world with this wedding of ours...except it's really not like that. There really aren't "sides." At all. Because our community of friends and family are the only ones in the world lifting us up! Celebrating our union! LOVING us sooooooooo ridiculously much! How could I fault them for having an opinion about cake flavors, dinner menus or our first dance? (and just for the record....no...nobody has opinions about those things.) Why did I let myself get heated about how hard it is to pay for this wedding? Or stress if I should wear a veil? Seriously? If we really couldn't afford a wedding, we should have opted to have a meaningful courthouse celebration - I mean really - why complain about these blessings?? I'm literally cracking myself up with the nonsense I've gotten riled up about.
I think when I've been crossed with lil potholes in our wedding planning road, my sensitive (stressed!?) soul has taken to run wild with them - creating flamboyant scenarios in my head that leave me a lot more rage-y than I am in real life. And I'm not quite sure why....why?
I do know, that planning this wedding has been one of the greatest joys of my life. I've never planned a party that brought everyone I hold dear into one place. I am ecstatic we get to share this holy and precious eternal commitment with the people we love.
I realize this now. I need to quit being such a twirp. In 74 days I will become the wife of the sweetest man I know...I need to take a lesson in patience and kindness from him.
No more Bitchy McBitchster here.