Returning to Normalcy

I feel obligated to write about my wedding because it seems like the obvious thing to write about.  Frankly, I’m pretty resolute that it’s over.  The wedding is over.  Time to move on.  I've chopped off my hair, and I'm considering selling my gown. 

Don’t get me wrong, I loved every minute of my wedding day.  It is a day that I will never forget.  The best day of my life – by far.  It turned out exactly as we wanted it to, and words cannot do justice to how euphorically happy I was on that day.  When the pictures were finally ready I couldn’t stop looking at them.  Seriously, I obsessively looked at them over and over again for an entire weekend.  I will cherish my memories of that day forever.

However, aside from all the joy and elation that I felt on that day, I also felt a tremendous amount of relief.  In fact, I felt as much relief as I did happiness.  Mainly, I was relieved that everything went well and that everyone seemed to have a great time.  After all, aside from becoming husband and wife, all Kevin and I truly wanted was for everyone to have fun. 

So, when I found the following at our wedding venue after everyone left, I was assured that we did, indeed, throw a fun party:

1)      2 wet bridesmaid’s dresses.

2)      1 wet pair of panties.

3)      1 wet bra.

4)      Several inexplicable scrapes and bruises on my new husband.

As a side note, I later confirmed that the bra and panties were, in fact, from another bridesmaid.  If we were still 25, I'd be mildly impressed by my bridesmaids, but at 35 I'm overwhelmed with pride.  Nice work out of you, ladies.   

 

Of course, everything was wet because at about 11:30 pm, I couldn’t resist it any longer…I pushed Kevin into the pool, and he pulled me right in with him.  It didn’t take long for the rest of our friends and family to either get pushed in, or mercilessly jump in with us.  Yes, in true spring break fashion we were all in the pool, and that is where we stayed for the rest of the night.

Anyway, where was I?  Oh yeah, I’m relieved that the wedding is over.  No more planning or worrying or constantly feeling like I need to do something for the wedding.   I feel --- free!  I can simply reflect on the memories of that day and night fondly.  It was a moment in time.

So now it’s time to get back to some normalcy.  Just the normal day to day life of newlyweds.  Working.  Making dinner.  Hanging out with friends.  Reading by the pool.  Making last minute plans for the weekend.  I have to say, being a newlywed is MUCH better than being a fiancé. 

So here we go, off on our journey through married life.  A new chapter for us has begun and an old chapter has closed. 

We are moving on.  Together.