We just had our first date as a married couple. We sat next to a couple who had been married for thirty years and were celebrating their marriage. It was so special to share an evening under the almost full moon, next to an out door fire with the most amaszing food prepared by Girl and the Fig. I love being a wife!
Reflecting on the ups and downs of the last 24 hours I have realized that there is no real preparation for what happens to a bride and groom during their wedding. I've read a lot of books that tell you how to prepare for your wedding day. I've download and followed to the tee multiple wedding checklists (and what is not a secret is that I've done this all prior to Timothy popping the question). However, none of these books or websites tell you how tumultuous this day really is. As my husband has said; People don't stop being people just because you are getting married and I would add that the mesh of emotions we experienced were very congruent with how life works. A magical moment isn't as magical with out the contrasting elements. As magical as our wedding was....at the end of the night I felt like I was being tugged in a zillion different directions. I was emotionally exhausted and as much as I didn't want to admit that the night was over, I just wanted to go home....home meaning I wanted to cut all the strings but the ones that tied me to Timothy. I have never felt with such certaintude that I have a home...he is my home.
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