My favorite question as a child was, why? Why is this so? Why must this be? Why can’t I change this?
In a few short weeks I will be getting married. I’ve never been married before… or engaged either. I can’t speak for being married, but being engaged stinks. Between the full time and part time job I still have, the new family obligations, preparing the new house that he and I will share together, the constant transit between work, his place, my place, and all the overly helpful family members I am exhausted. Coordinating vendors and passing out the correct information while trying to repress the ones the rumors with incorrect information has kept me up at night. I suppose we’re now into “the last minute details that really make an occasion” and with those details comes the inevitable minor problems. Regretably, where I see them as a minor problem, someone else might see them as the, “that’s it. Scrap the plan, let’s try again in a year.” On top of this, it is that time of year when we really should be focusing on the Christ Child, and redemptive suffering, and preparing the way of the Lord by being His hands on earth. And all anyone can talk to me about is bridesmaid dresses, where we are registered, and wedding cake. I admit, I hadn’t considered this when we got engaged and picked a date.
The fact is, I would not have been fine with eloping. I have too many people who I would be disappointed to not share this day with. And any other modern day wedding is a little bit crazy, it just is. However, I would like to point out, that if the flowers wilt before the reception, this will not invalidate my marriage. If the cake does a backflip off the stairs, this will not invalidate the marriage. If someone spills kool-aid on my dress, my matron of honor will be upset, but we’ll fix it, or we won’t. And it will still be a sacrament of marriage.
I started this blog to talk about my adventures, and this really has been a good one. We are all overwhelmed trying to plan a wedding between two families that aren’t in the same state, in the same mindset, or on the same page. If you have a question, ask me. Or my matron of honor. Or the groom. We all talk to each other daily (or more frequently) and we love to answer questions. If you feel like I’m not communicating well, try being the one to start the conversation. Don’t spread incorrect information. It takes me a ridiculous amount of time correcting it.
This wedding is about God. And our families. And us. However, this marriage is just about God, He, and I. It just is. The wedding I will share with you, if you let me. Because this is a good thing. A sacramental thing. A blessed event. It just is.