Under Pressure

So this past week I was hit with an interesting realization.
(that I can't say that I love, but I get it)

This wedding is turning into something unexpected.
It's kind of starting to feel like it is turning into something that is not really about us any more.

I appreciate where everyone is coming from, there have been some amazingly incredible offers of support from unexpected places, and some equally amazing support from places that I did expect it from.

So thank you for being awesome.

I am not really complaining. In fact I don't think that I am complaining at all.

I think what it is, is that I had this picture in my head of what I expected this day to be like, and I am realizing that it may in fact not be that way.
Which is fine, we can't always get what we want right?
What hit me the hardest was that I was no longer excited about it. I was anxious about making sure we got it right.

Which, frankly, is ridiculous. It's OUR bloody wedding.

So that realization leads me to this statement.

We're doing this our way people. I am happy to accomodate people that I love as much as I can, but I am not going to sweat it if things are not going the way that someone else thinks it should. Unless that person is Geoff.

And already, after deciding that this was what I was going to do, I feel better.

So there.

Sincerely,
The Bride.