Hey… I’m married! So that’s pretty exciting. The whole week and weekend went by so fast, from people getting into town on Wednesday all the way through saying goodbye to Eric’s parents last night. I’m going to wait to share all of the details until I get our photos back. But in the meantime, I thought I’d record some reflections just to tuck away for the future.
The whole weekend was absolutely perfect. Everything ran right on schedule, everyone showed up exactly when and where they needed to be and did so much more than I even asked them to do. I was told it was because of my “excellent planning.” But really, it was because we have wonderful, caring, and committed family and friends.
After we picked up our decorations from my mom’s house yesterday, E and I sat on the couch in our apartment eating leftover wedding cake and talking. I said that I have such a strange mix of feelings about the weekend.
On the one hand, it was the most incredible weekend of my life so far. But on the other hand, I wouldn’t want to do it again. Everything just went so perfectly that I wouldn’t want to take another chance. Even if we had a million dollars, I’d still have our same little budget wedding without all the bells and whistles. I wouldn’t have a fancier venue, or invite more people, or have an open bar, or have a DJ and dancing, or ride away in a limo or hire a videographer. Our wedding was perfect because it was exactly the kind of party we enjoy: small, low-key, and personal.
I also wouldn’t want to relive it every day. It was amazing because it was a once-in-a-lifetime weekend, because we’ll never have all of those people together in the same room again. It happened and now it’s over, and that’s a little sad, but it’s such a fond memory. You don’t need to relive something that you so thoroughly enjoyed.
Most importantly, now we’re married! I did ultimately decide to change my name, so now we’re Mr. & Mrs. W and I’m glad of it. I can’t believe that we’ve been together for four and a half years. In some ways the time has flown. In others it feels like so long ago when E asked me to Midwinter Ball and we had our first awkward hug.
So much has changed in those years, but E has always been my constant and my best friend. If there’s one thing I wasn’t nervous about leading up to the wedding, it was knowing that I was making the right decision marrying him. I knew from the beginning that he was “the one.” I never expected to meet my husband so young–I wasn’t exactly looking for one as a freshman in college–but God likes to surprise us sometimes, and I’m glad He does.
xx Claire