Don’t get me wrong – I know how many incredible people I have in my life, but I don’t think I had ever comprehended that people would come – some a very long way – just to celebrate the fact that I love someone enough to marry them, and they love me right back. It’s sounds kind of strange to put it like that, but that’s exactly what it was. A celebration of love. And it was awesome.
Ok, let’s have a moment of honesty here. Who am I kidding, this whole blog is filled with shameless honesty (that I should probably sometimes be a little ashamed about…). I’m not so great when it comes to this whole blogging thing. Content quality – yeah I guess that’s alright (going by the feedback all of your rad, rad people give me), but frequency? Shameful.
“Well what a big year 2015 has been!” The first line of any typical Christmas letter/email hundreds of thousands of people type out every year to send to their nearest and dearest…as well as basically anyone they’ve ever met long enough to scrawl down their postal or email address and add to the Christmas card list.
So this may come as a surprise to you, but getting engaged was a pretty big item on my bucket list, or as some of my friends will remind me, an important component of my five year plan.
It’s happened. I’ve become the person I never wanted to be. A wanna-be-bride.