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Thursday, August 14, 2008

I can see it now...

I never understood it really. How girls fantasized about their wedding day since the moment they realized boys did not, in fact, have cooties. Sure, I always pictured being married, but never did I envision the big, white, fluffy, frilly celebration. Even once my good friends started planning their own weddings, I had trouble grasping the idea that so much preparation went on for just one day.

For the last 11 months we've been chipping away planning our wedding. Gorgeous church, check. Unique venue, check. Fantabulous photographer, check. Friendly coordinator, check. Yummy caterer, check. But even after finding wonderful vendors, I still couldn't wrap my mind around how it would all come together. Well, my friends, that all has changed...

I BOUGHT MY WEDDING DRESS!!! @#$%&*! Last Saturday, I went on another quest to find a wedding gown. I actually wasn't planning on purchasing a gown that day. It was a day for my mom really. It was the first day she was available to accompany me on my search and I really wanted to have the experience with her. We've been really adamant from the beginning to plan this wedding on our own, Steven and I. We wanted it to reflect our style and we wanted to be the decision makers. But for this, the dress, I wanted my mother there.

I was nervous at first, because my mom is the type that doesn't hold back. If she doesn't like it, she makes sure you know about it. "Ugh, I can't believe you're wearing that!" and "Whoa! Either that's too small for you or you're gaining weight!" were comments I've heard more than once in my days. I know she means well with her comments, she's just looking out for my image after-all, which on any normal day I can completely handle. But not when I'm looking for one of the most important dresses I'll ever wear in this lifetime.

I'm very happy to report that the experience was incredible! I think seeing me prance around in gown after beautiful gown sank in. Her youngest daughter is really getting married. I saw it in her eyes. She didn't say anything. She didn't have to. I think she felt like I could wear anything on my wedding day and look perfect. I wanted to make time stand still and stay in that very moment - it was priceless. I couldn't have asked for anything more from her. And since that day, I want to savor every second I have with her. Even if it means poking and bickering. (I may regret that later!) I can't wait to spend the night before my wedding and morning of with her by my side, and me in my dress.

And with that purchase, everything has changed. I don't understand why or how. Perhaps before I was picturing myself naked in a room full of people and flowers and none of it made sense? Maybe I needed that mother/daughter bonding time to help me see clearly? Whatever the case, I will now be clothed at my wedding. And in my head, I can see it now.

4 comments:

jane said...

Post a picture!!

Jessebel said...

Yes, post a pic! *waving from the LA Board* Hi there, weekend twin!

Roomie said...

Best post ever! I'm so glad you can see it now...took you long enough. You're almost part of the Mrs. club. It's a fun club...hurry up and get there now!

nita said...

yes! post a picture! Congrats on finding the dress!