It is just about two months since I wrote the bulk of this post. David and I have been hard at work with our gratitude project and we are nearly finished. While I’ve been writing thank you’s (I hope that I didn’t miss anybody), he’s been dealing with the enormous quantity of photos. We had hoped to have all sorts of new content up on our site at the same time that all the cards went out in the mail, but we have fallen short of our expectations. Stories from our celebration and more photos than you can probably handle will be up very soon.
Stop by again soon, for now feel free to enjoy this one introductory post to our wedding stories……….
It is mid-June, recovery from our wedding celebration is seeping into my body slowly but surely. As with our engagement and the planning process it occurred to me somewhere in the midst of the big event that I really should put all this in writing. Somewhere my logical brain had always known that and so had the people around me. It makes perfect sense given the careful recording that has already taken place, that the actual event would be thoroughly documented (we’ve got photos and videos coming out of our ears, stay tuned for those and stories too) for posterity’s sake and for maximal community enjoyment. But it wasn’t until I was in the thick of it that I realized how much fun it would be to write stories about our fun-filled times. I’m guessing that is because it wasn’t until I was actually experiencing all the fun that I realized how much I’d want to remember all the wonderful magical moments that so many of us shared, and how important those stories would be in the future that my imagination cannot grasp.
Our wedding has been an amazing journey for me. A profound rite of passage, and a foray into a new life. It has been a lot of work, manually and emotionally, and I gave it my all. Looking back, I would have changed very few elements of the overall experience. David feels the same. We feel very fortunate to be content in the knowledge that our wedding celebration was what we wanted it to be and now we are free to fully embrace the new challenges of married life.
What does that mean, exactly, the challenges of being a newlywed? I’m going to give it a simple description, since that’s probably all that I can muster given my current immersion in the experience, and then I’m going to move on to the fun stuff: remembering what it was like to be a blushing bride. And just like that I prove my point: this idea of chronicling our event is a good idea because it provides an opportunity to bask in good thoughts while the world feels like it’s spinning around me. Here’s my summary of the challenges of married life, first quarter: I experience a moment of complete emotional overwhelm and frustration and in that moment there is a glimmer of competency and order, which quickly reclaims my mind in the subsequent moment. Once the transition is complete, there is relief and then guilt at having succumbed so fully to the experience of the previous moment. This flurry of emotion and thoughts gives me the idea that maybe it would be best to simply lie down and do nothing. Sometimes that is possible and I do it, other times I keep moving forward. The whole experience is strange and rather mysterious. So maybe the best way to describe my experience as new wife would be to say that I’m learning how to alternate between lucidity and bewilderment. Hopefully at some point things even out and sanity reclaims my mind. We’ll see….
And now the fun begins! I’ll start with the days leading up to our big event. David is much better at estimating how much time it will take to complete a project. His work as a handyman was key to his developing that skill. His bachelor party was the weekend of 4/17 and 4/18 and after that he was off work preparing for our wedding. He had a lot of projects to do and did an amazing job of getting them all done. I am a lucky gal to have a partner who participates so fully in our life together. I was not as smart as David and was still working during that last week of preparations. There was more to do than I could get done and we had a reckoning one night in a editing meeting. Many of my dreams ended up on the cutting room floor and I mourned them with a whine and a moan before getting back to work. Many many tasks were completed and many were not. The most significant problem turned out to be the lack of transmission between what was in my head and what we were expecting others to carry out. Let me emphasize this point though: this was only a problem for the person who had just spent a year of her life conceptualizing 8 days of perfection and for the poor souls who tried with unwavering determination to realize her ideas with incomplete information. For everybody else it was all fine, perfect even. That just goes to show what perspective does for you.
This is the point in the story where we would all breathe a sigh of relief to know that there was an event overseer whose job it was to know everything in David’s and my heads and be sure that the necessary people also knew about it. Had we known what we do now, for our wedding day and for our ball we would have hired a point person who knew the overall plan and all the details. We would have had a couple meetings a month or two before the events and we would have touched base just before for any last minute updates. All our helpers (there were MANY) would have known who to go to with questions and David and I would have been completely free to enjoy our special days. Hindsight is 20/20. Our week was spectacular despite the imperfections. We are lucky to have an amazing community of friends and family who held us during our life changing event.
On the night of Thursday April 23, 2010, I was up far past my bedtime, staring at the computer racing to get as much done as possible before it all got underway. “I just want this to be over” left my mouth several times. I was tired of planning, I just wanted to sit back and enjoy the ride. With perfect timing, I had had enough of betrothal, I was ready to be a bride. And so began our adventure.