This past Sunday night I finally gave in to Mr. Dalmatian’s pleas to bust into the top tier of cake in our freezer because…it was our one year anniversary! The past twelve months have absolutely flown by (I know that is what everyone says, but I can’t help it—it’s true!).
As the calendar pages have flipped, we have moved houses twice (we moved to one Chicago suburb right after our honeymoon and just moved to another suburb a few weeks ago). We have started new jobs and new business ventures. We have traveled to Mexico, Hawaii, and Wisconsin. And we have loved facing each of these adventures as husband and wife!
I interrupt these recaps to bring you this moment of reality during our first look.
While we were planning our wedding long distance, the mister had it pretty easy—there was only so much he could do since we were in separate states. But when the day was upon us, he took over and made sure everything was going according to plan. The reason he was late for our first look was because there was a helium shortage and he was handling it.
I have the utmost respect for previous bees who blogged their recaps so timely! I used to think that I wouldn’t be able to wait to tell you all about how it went down, but nobody warned me about what would happen post wedding.
Which is this: I was suddenly hit with the feeling where I was just OVER it all. It happened while I was on the beach during our honeymoon—I didn’t want to take a look at anything wedding related. I didn’t even try to sell the stuff left over! They went into boxes and out of sight, out of mind. I was emotionally ready to move on and begin this new chapter in my life.
And then, just as quickly as that feeling came over me, about a year later it was gone. Lifted, just like that. I’m going back and catching up on all the blogging bees’ recaps, enjoying their special days, and am finally ready to share mine with you all.
So to reintroduce myself, I’m just going to do a super brief overview of the planning process here:
I can’t believe the time has come for me to write this post. I’ve thought a lot about what I want to say, but the joyful memories of our wedding day and the gratitude I have for the support and friendship Weddingbee has brought me are hard things to capture and put into sentences. So for the former I will turn to the old “a picture is worth a thousand words” motto and share with you this montage I made of our wedding story.
For the latter, all I can say is thank you. Thank you to every single member of Weddingbee who makes this site what it is. You have shaped my understanding of the meaning of a wedding, of a bride and, most importantly, of a community.
I feel blessed to look back on my wedding day and be genuinely happy, proud, and thankful. I feel blessed to look forward to my future and feel excited, hopeful, and once again genuinely happy. These feelings are what I wish upon every member of the hive.
You may recall that way back when we had planned a sparkler exit. Our venue offered a choice between sparklers, bubbles, and flower petals, and Mr. D and I were on the same page with our order of preference (the order in which I wrote them). Well, you may also recall me mentioning that our wedding day was filled with scattered storms. Rain + sparklers = not so much. BUT the coordinators at our venue were excellent about ensuring that we had everything we wanted—as proven by the fact that we squeezed in our outdoor ceremony in between the rain clouds. Enter the half-bubbles, half-sparkler exit.
Because our reception was on the covered but wall-less patio, the guests were able to line up cohesively half under the ceiling and half outside. So they were given the option of staying dry and blowing bubbles, or being truly hardcore and getting a little damp (luckily the rainfall was light at this point) while waving a sparkler.