When I said yes to marrying Eric, that lead to then planning a wedding. Which I knew. The only thing I didn't know is how many shades of red there actually are in this world. Is there any way to get "garnet" to be a nationally recognized color? Because I don't think it is yet. Anyways, I can't tell you how many people told me to elope on January 16th (the day after we got engaged). Actually, people are still telling me that. On August 16th (the day before we get married) I might wish I had listened to them. But that idea is selfish. This wedding is obvs about me and Eric, but it's just as much about our families and friends who we would be completely lost without growing up in this world. It's about my 4 bridesmaids who have stood beside me every difficult and ridiculously fun moment of my life, and not just in a black dress on August 17th. It's about celebrating marriage because marriage can actually be a really great thing, something I haven't always been convinced of. It's about having the party of the century because, well, parties are awesome and marrying my best friend is a HUGE reason to party for many hours. So am I stressed about planning this one day? I'd be lying if I said the price of everything doesn't make my heart want to die a little bit (sorry Dad!) or that selecting a venue didn't keep me awake a night or two. But planning this day so far has been really fun. Every time I think something or someone is stupid, I just think about the future moment when everyone is dancing to early 2000's Flo Rida songs and I'm cool. I also have the perspective that marrying Eric has very little to do with one day of our lives. Pre-marriage counseling, which will probably be a set of more blog posts to come, has really shown me what marriage is and what it isn't. Very little of it (actually none of it) has to do with this period of being engaged and planning the big day. This one big day is a celebration. Not a burden, not dependent on the rest of our lives, and certainly not a fairy tale. I'm gonna let Disney handle the fairy tales. August 17th is the day where Missouri and South Carolina eat, drink, and dance in the same room and me and Eric officially start fun adventures.
On the other hand, guys, I'm not dumb. There will be things I hate about planning a wedding. I've already experienced some of them. And a wedding and marriage is a HUGE deal, I'm not trying to make it sound like it's all whatever. Like I said, Jesus has been teaching us a lot about marriage. Stuff that will take me years to experience and process. But for now, my best advice on planning a wedding is to just plan it. It's a miracle that a day like this comes together perfectly, but it always does.
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