Seriously? This must be a joke. How could there be one more thing working its way against what is supposed to be the most wonderful day of my life? I will probably freak out if something else goes wrong. Ser-i-ous-ly. Why has it been so hard to get to this day? Like painstakingly difficult. Every turn there is a barrier, a new hurdle to overcome. We love each other. We just want our wedding to be a reflection of us as a couple. That’s all! But no matter what we do, everything seems to be going so wrong! This has been a wedding nightmare.
First of all, all of my decisions were fought along the way. My choices were always criticized. Nothing was the right way. I mean, this is my wedding; it should be my preferences that matter. Then there was the last minute change to the bridal party. That was fun to correct. And of course, just this morning, there was a wardrobe malfunction! And guess what? Now, it’s the rain. So much for the outdoor reception I so looked forward to; hopefully the last minute venue swap works out.
And did I tell you the matter of the guest list? 300 people were invited, and we are just shy of half in attendance. I mean, I get it. We married later in our twenties and a lot of people have busy lives filled with kids and other obligations. Several of them also live far away. I understand its difficult to get here. But today is supposed to be what they call “magical”. I would have loved to have shared this with everyone; but I guess it won’t work out that way. In the end, I suppose it doesn’t matter. I am here to make the biggest commitment of my life and marry the man I love.
“Kate. It’s time.” I’m so nervous, all those eyes staring at us. “Kate” she echoed.
Breath in. Exhale. “I’m ready.” Oh my gosh, I feel like I’m going to burst!
The rest of the night went on without a hitch (excuse my pun…). The ceremony was beautiful. And the reception, oh my. I am so thankful for the rain! Thank goodness over half of the guests couldn’t make it! Granted, I would have loved for them to have been there. But the storm, the intimacy it created, it was the perfect setting with the perfect amount of people. There was so much love in that room. Everyone danced, celebrated, sang, ate, drank, danced some more and most importantly shared in our joy. It was seriously the best night of my life. And in the end, all those wrongs created so many rights. I wouldn’t change that night for anything in the world.