Nine days. In nine days I will be a bride. In ten days I will wake up a wife- his wife.
What am I doing writing a blog post when I’m in the single digit countdown? I should be focusing on getting things done for the big day! But I wanted to tell you all: it gets better. Three weeks ago I was pulling out my hair, groaning to myself that the wedding couldn’t be over fast enough. All I wanted was to be married and be done. But this week has been the best week ever. I’m finding myself more in love every day. I’m like a giddy little girl. As you start to see the light at the end of the tunnel, the joy comes back. Everything becomes fun again. Like, so fun. We can both feel the adventure starting.
So consider this a word of encouragement. You’re going crazy finding the right votives. Your florist won’t call you back. Your caterer isn’t catching your vision. But guess what? At some point, you’ll be nine days away, waking up every morning like a kid on Christmas, stomach filled with butterflies, just excited to see your love.
Hold on tight! It will be a whirlwind but it’s so full of joy and excitement. And then- you get to be a bride.
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