March 19, 2011 — Wedding Day
In the months preceding the wedding, I spent a lot of time perusing The Bride’s Cafe, Southern Weddings Blog, Snippet & Ink, Millie Holloman Photography Blog and a handful of other top wedding planning sites. I loved looking at the Real Wedding features and got excited reading the stories of the couples and watching their wedding unfold before my eyes in a glorious display of fantastic photography.
My thoughts often drifted to myself on my own wedding day. What would it feel like? What would I do when I first woke up on that morning and remember that today is finally the day?
On my special day, I woke up with the same euphoric feeling I have carried in my heart since the day Dustin and I became boyfriend/girlfriend. Maybe that’s silly to some people, but we waited so long before we decided to enter any kind of relationship that by the time we “made it official” (read: put it on Facebook), we both knew we would never leave each other’s side. The first person I saw on the morning of my wedding was my mom. She came to my room to give me a special gift she had made. She gave me a beautiful pearl bracelet made from my MaMa’s pearl necklace. The original pearl necklace was long enough to have a bracelet and necklace made, so my mother wore the necklace on the day of my wedding and I had the bracelet. It was so special and made us feel so connected to my MaMa the entire day. I also chose to carry MaMa‘s handkerchief and tied my bridal bouquet with my favorite brooch that she gave my mother. The pearl necklace I wore on my wedding day was a gift from my dad the year I graduated from high school. As you’ve heard me mention before, I am a tried and true “Pearl Girl” so there was absolutely no question what jewelry I would don for my wedding day. That was one decision I didn’t have to make :)
Just before our makeup artist and hair stylist arrived to my hotel room, I finally completed my vows. I am such a Type A person, so waiting until the morning of my wedding to complete my vows was incredibly stressful for me. I couldn’t believe it took me so long to write my vows, but it wasn’t for lack of trying. I have saved on my computer nearly 40 drafts of wedding vows that I have started and stopped throughout the planning process. I finally discussed the issue with Dustin the week of the wedding to find out his thoughts and progress regarding our vows. Since we were writing personal vows and reciting traditional vows, I thought he might be relieved to hear my struggle and decide to only recite traditional vows. When I explained to him that nothing ever seemed close to good enough to recite to him, he put me at ease when he said “Of course they won’t be perfect. How can they be? What will ever be good enough to say? And knowing this, why not relax and just write the best you can.” My immediate reaction was “GOSH I LOVE YOU! ” Why didn’t I think of that? I mean really…. So since he insisted on reciting the personal vows, I decided to relax and wait until the morning of the wedding to write what was on my heart. That morning the Lord provided me with everything I ever wanted to say, and I am so thankful we decided to write them. (I plan to share our vows in a post later on in the week.)
Around 11:30am, everyone had arrived at my room and we were all just laughing, reminiscing and enjoying the time together while the finishing touches for hair and makeup were getting finalized. We had a Chik-Fil-A nugget tray and fruit tray and it was delicious! It was so special to have my mom, my three best friends, my soon-to-be sister, my soon-to-be second mother, and my sweet, sweet soon-to-be niece in the room getting ready together. Throw in our photographer, second shooter and videographer and we had one FULL hotel room! But we made it work and it was beautiful.
Finally, it was time to leave for the chapel. My bridesmaid and Lil Sis in Pi Phi, Averi, had her sweet husband drive me, Averi, Erin and Amy over to the Chapel. It was so much fun. On the way there, Erin reminded me of “Cheese fry Friday” in high school. “Cheese fry Friday” was when one of us would leave for a “bathroom break” every Friday during our art class (Mrs. Smith’s class) and we would go to the Eagle’s Nest Diner, get cheesefries, and bring them back to class in our backpacks to share! Hah! I laughed and laughed because I can honestly say I haven’t thought about Cheesefry Friday since probably the last Friday before I graduated high school 7 years ago.
Once we arrived to the chapel, my maids and I quickly and stealthily snuck into the Bridal Room of the Chapel while the boys were out taking pictures in the church sanctuary. Before I knew it, my dress was on, bouquet in hand, and it was time to walk down the aisle…
Tomorrow’s post will be all about walking down the aisle to this handsome groom!