The Non-Wedding Planner
September 10, 2010 will go down in history as one of the best days of my life. Richard proposed in a fairy tale fashion, making the occasion a romantic and intimate affair followed by an impromptu engagement celebration. I can still remember the magical feeling of that night, I felt like I was floating on air; though my eyes blurred with tears I truly could not remember a time that I had ever been that happy. I spent the next day on the lake flipping through bridal magazines and watching my ring sparkle in the afternoon sunshine.
And then it hit me - the crashing wave of questions, suggestions, demands, insinuations, and gentle nudges about the wedding itself. If I had a dollar for every time that someone asked me about the wedding in the past 52 days, I would be able to pay for the extravagant wedding that I'm dreaming of. But reality and budgets have me standing still - I've planned nothing. While I should still be floating on the cloud of engagement, I'm dragging my feet through the muck of to-do lists and bridal gown appointments. I have made no real decision, besides of course the important one - I want to marry this man.
So what to do? I love weddings, I love dressing up and having good meals and drinks with friends and dancing my socks off. But I cannot, literally, cannot seem to make any decision regarding our big day. I suppose I'm waiting for the universe to provide me with all of the tools I need, like a gift pack with step-by-step instructions to pull, what will be a ginourmous event, off. I assume that eventually I will need to make some decisions, but for now I'm blocking out the questions and jumping back on the cloud to soak up the enormity of this grand moment - we're engaged to be married.
And then it hit me - the crashing wave of questions, suggestions, demands, insinuations, and gentle nudges about the wedding itself. If I had a dollar for every time that someone asked me about the wedding in the past 52 days, I would be able to pay for the extravagant wedding that I'm dreaming of. But reality and budgets have me standing still - I've planned nothing. While I should still be floating on the cloud of engagement, I'm dragging my feet through the muck of to-do lists and bridal gown appointments. I have made no real decision, besides of course the important one - I want to marry this man.
So what to do? I love weddings, I love dressing up and having good meals and drinks with friends and dancing my socks off. But I cannot, literally, cannot seem to make any decision regarding our big day. I suppose I'm waiting for the universe to provide me with all of the tools I need, like a gift pack with step-by-step instructions to pull, what will be a ginourmous event, off. I assume that eventually I will need to make some decisions, but for now I'm blocking out the questions and jumping back on the cloud to soak up the enormity of this grand moment - we're engaged to be married.
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