Thirty Days- Day Nine- That Day

If you know me, you know I don't throw a good party. I'm not good at planning stuff like that and I'm not good at decorating.

When it came to my wedding, I had no clue what I was doing...and I kind of didn't really care either. I wasn't that girl who wanted it to be perfect, had the colors picked out since she was young, etc. I just wanted to get married.

What is the biggest deal when it comes to the wedding? It's usually the wedding dress, right? It just wasn't so with me....

But when I tried on the first dress and they put the veil on me, it hit me.....I'm getting married. I'm going to be a wife. My last name is going to change and I will be living with someone else for the rest of my life. And this is what that thought produced:

 

It's one of my favorite pictures ever. I was insanely happy/giddy/beyond excited in that one moment. Have I felt like that since then? Well, of course I have! But this one picture alone stands out because of the sheer surprise of the gloriousness of it all.

The rest of the wedding planning went to Bryce. The day came, it was very nice, we left as husband and wife, blah blah blah and here we are today.

That day of trying on dresses wasn't the best day of my life. But it was a day that changed my life. It was a real and tangible thing that was happening; it was going to affect me for the rest of my life. 

And I said, "Bring it."