It was the morning of July 14, 2012. I woke after a night of fitful sleep to a light rain falling outside, I was just too excited to stay in bed any longer. It was my wedding day, the culmination of many long and tiring months of excited preparation was finally here. My body was filled with all emotions ranging from euphoria to nervous anxiety. A day like this only potentially happens once in a lifetime, and I wanted to soak in every detail. I want to embed these memories in my mind forever, every smile and tear and hug. Becoming someone's permanent partner is no light feat. It takes guts, boldness, and a sense of commitment to something beyond yourself. I was ready to step over the edge and take the plunge.
Thankfully, the day cleared and the sun gave us its kiss of blessing. I specifically chose a summer wedding because in my opinion its the best season Wisconsin has to offer, albeit a temperamental one at that. After getting to the church the flurry of activity began. Hair, makeup, dresses, and laughter filled all the space between us. Everyone says that your wedding day is a blur, and I can certainly attest to that fact being true. You get this irrepressible feeling of disquiet, and your mind feels boggled the whole day. I can still hear my mom shouting orders from across the room, and the rush of hurrying here and there. You are a slave to the schedule and the successful organization of the day, all else is secondary. Ultimately, I didn't mind, I just wanted the day to go smoothly.
My husband and I chose not to see each other before I walked down the aisle, so we spent the greater part of the morning apart. The anticipation made the feeling of excitement even greater. I remember getting that jittery feeling in the pit of my stomach right before the ceremony. We both swore that we were going to be crying through the whole ceremony like some crazy emotional saps, but when the time came all we felt was happiness, peace, and love. I've never felt so loved as I did that day. Surrounded by everyone I care about most, my heart nearly exploded. I don't remember much of what our pastor said, or what songs were played. All I cared about was the person waiting for me at the end of the aisle. It was all worth it in the end, the hustle and frantic preparations got us here to this moment. Getting to say 'I do' to the person standing next to me was the epitome.
I chose to enter marriage at the ripe young age of twenty. Did people judge me for it? Of course, but I didn't care. They could think I was foolish if they chose to. My mind was made up, and I took responsibility for every piece of my decision making. I knew what I was doing was healthy and wholesome for my life. I didn't have any doubts. I took their suspicion on as a challenge to stick it out no matter what. I enjoy proving people wrong. When it comes to something as life-changing as marriage, it isn't anyone else's business but your own. Make sure of that fact.
It's now been seven years, and I do not have a single regret getting married so young. I love being married, and getting to do life with another person is such a rich and rewarding experience. Some days are difficult, and believe me, you won't always like each other but that's all part of the journey. We were just kids, who got to grow up together.
Thankfully, the day cleared and the sun gave us its kiss of blessing. I specifically chose a summer wedding because in my opinion its the best season Wisconsin has to offer, albeit a temperamental one at that. After getting to the church the flurry of activity began. Hair, makeup, dresses, and laughter filled all the space between us. Everyone says that your wedding day is a blur, and I can certainly attest to that fact being true. You get this irrepressible feeling of disquiet, and your mind feels boggled the whole day. I can still hear my mom shouting orders from across the room, and the rush of hurrying here and there. You are a slave to the schedule and the successful organization of the day, all else is secondary. Ultimately, I didn't mind, I just wanted the day to go smoothly.
My husband and I chose not to see each other before I walked down the aisle, so we spent the greater part of the morning apart. The anticipation made the feeling of excitement even greater. I remember getting that jittery feeling in the pit of my stomach right before the ceremony. We both swore that we were going to be crying through the whole ceremony like some crazy emotional saps, but when the time came all we felt was happiness, peace, and love. I've never felt so loved as I did that day. Surrounded by everyone I care about most, my heart nearly exploded. I don't remember much of what our pastor said, or what songs were played. All I cared about was the person waiting for me at the end of the aisle. It was all worth it in the end, the hustle and frantic preparations got us here to this moment. Getting to say 'I do' to the person standing next to me was the epitome.
I chose to enter marriage at the ripe young age of twenty. Did people judge me for it? Of course, but I didn't care. They could think I was foolish if they chose to. My mind was made up, and I took responsibility for every piece of my decision making. I knew what I was doing was healthy and wholesome for my life. I didn't have any doubts. I took their suspicion on as a challenge to stick it out no matter what. I enjoy proving people wrong. When it comes to something as life-changing as marriage, it isn't anyone else's business but your own. Make sure of that fact.
It's now been seven years, and I do not have a single regret getting married so young. I love being married, and getting to do life with another person is such a rich and rewarding experience. Some days are difficult, and believe me, you won't always like each other but that's all part of the journey. We were just kids, who got to grow up together.
