hello everyone. read if bored. but to forewarn you, this will probably be long, as there is much on my mind.
wedding planning is fun at times, but quite hard i'm realizing. not that i didn't think so before, but being the fickle-natured being i am, making executive decisions while completely removing myself of emotion in order to do so is so taxing for an event that is supposed to be the most emotional day of my life. having to heartlessly remove people from my guest list as a result of money matters and practicality makes me feel like i am voluntarily removing people from my life, however thin the thread that hangs them on might be. considering people's feelings in regards to their naivete about weddings is frustrating but a reality, and i cannot please everyone. sometimes not even myself. and that sucks.
on the other not so depressing hand, i have a beautiful ring on my finger, a beautiful wedding dress, a beautiful hometown for the wedding, and the root of all superfluous beauty: a beautiful relationship with Mr. Zok. I am no longer longing to know if the fairy tale could be mine; it is. and as i plan our wedding and have the privilege of witnessing even through pictures the beauty of love among other couples, i am no longer saying "i wish i had that" as i would have years ago. i now say not only that i do have it, but sometimes i want to stick my tongue out at other couples and say "ours is better." the cheesy-toed, hairy-cheeked, small-eyed, gorilla-chested, choco-pie monster loves the allergy-stricken, emotionally-unstable, cheap, comatosed slob as she does him. and that is beautiful. we are jesus' water turned to wine.
alrighty, enough mush. wipe the gag off your monitor and from the corners of your mouth. apologize to your cubicle mate for the foul smell that now resonates in your office. pray that you don't get fired.
i'll stick to the pictures. =)
wedding planning is fun at times, but quite hard i'm realizing. not that i didn't think so before, but being the fickle-natured being i am, making executive decisions while completely removing myself of emotion in order to do so is so taxing for an event that is supposed to be the most emotional day of my life. having to heartlessly remove people from my guest list as a result of money matters and practicality makes me feel like i am voluntarily removing people from my life, however thin the thread that hangs them on might be. considering people's feelings in regards to their naivete about weddings is frustrating but a reality, and i cannot please everyone. sometimes not even myself. and that sucks.
on the other not so depressing hand, i have a beautiful ring on my finger, a beautiful wedding dress, a beautiful hometown for the wedding, and the root of all superfluous beauty: a beautiful relationship with Mr. Zok. I am no longer longing to know if the fairy tale could be mine; it is. and as i plan our wedding and have the privilege of witnessing even through pictures the beauty of love among other couples, i am no longer saying "i wish i had that" as i would have years ago. i now say not only that i do have it, but sometimes i want to stick my tongue out at other couples and say "ours is better." the cheesy-toed, hairy-cheeked, small-eyed, gorilla-chested, choco-pie monster loves the allergy-stricken, emotionally-unstable, cheap, comatosed slob as she does him. and that is beautiful. we are jesus' water turned to wine.
alrighty, enough mush. wipe the gag off your monitor and from the corners of your mouth. apologize to your cubicle mate for the foul smell that now resonates in your office. pray that you don't get fired.
i'll stick to the pictures. =)
2 comments:
We've been having issues with the guest list too... it's hard. Luckily, most (or many) people know that it's expensive, and won't have their feelings hurt if you don't invite them to the wedding.
i love this post :)
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