I was once a bride. I was once planning my wedding, and stressing about colors and dresses and food and all the things brides stress about. I was nervous to be the center of attention for a day, and I wanted to please everyone. Was my dress going to fit? Was everyone going to be on time for pictures? I was a mess.
But four years ago today, I walked down the aisle and met my best friend at the altar in the church where I used to nap in the pews. I got ready and took my deep breaths in the nursery that I helped paint. I walked by the office where my crayon art used to hang on the walls. We said our vows in the same spot that I forgot my lines in the church Christmas play. And I looked out and saw all the people we love most, there to support us. And suddenly the color of the tablecloths didn’t matter anymore, because I was about to spend forever with the boy I loved most.
Our wedding day wasn’t perfect. One of our groomsmen forgot his suit in another state. The girl who promised she’d be there on my wedding day to do my hair called off sick. And even though I was so adamant there only be white pumpkins at the reception, an orange one snuck in. There were miscommunications, and unnecessary worries, and there are things I’d do differently if I could.
But all of that is okay because marriage isn’t perfect.
There are words I wish I could take back, and arguments that should have never happened. There are days where I’ve spent too much time working, and not enough time just being. Sometimes I cry for no reason, and I care about all the things I shouldn’t. Stephen leaves laundry in the washer, and forgets to lock the car. He’s bad at answering texts, and never rinses his dishes. We’re two completely imperfect people, choosing to love each other for who we are right now, and who we will become.
Your wedding is going to be messy. But your marriage will be, too. And that’s okay. Because he’ll send you flowers at work on your anniversary, and you’ll pick up his dirty socks off the floor, and he’ll make you dinner, and you’ll buy him that xbox he really wanted, and he won’t make fun of you for crying at that Allstate commercial, and you’ll learn to share the covers, and somehow, every day, you’ll learn to love each other so much more than the day before.
Here are a few of my favorite photos from my wedding day. All of our photos are by our friends, Penny & Finn, who sadly no longer shoot weddings.