A little more than five months to go until the wedding. The venue, the celebrant, the florist, the cake maker, the dress, the honeymoon destination were all picked a long time ago. We got so much done in the beginning that over the past couple of months, we kind of forgot. We became busy with other things, like the rest of our lives. Time passed. Then one day I looked at my
Ultimate Wedding Checklist and realized that - ack! - we had stuff to do.
What's left? The little stuff that's actually really, really important. Like ordering invitations and choosing wedding shoes and picking dates for the bridal shower and bachelorette party.
Like filling out the questionnaires from our photographer and celebrant. I spent two hours this morning answering questions like "When did you first fall in love? How did you know?" and "When do you or did you feel closest to your partner?" and "What do you hold sacred?"
These questions are a lot harder to answer than they might first appear to be. I'm enjoying thinking - really thinking - about Eric, our relationship, myself. I'm remembering small moments when we first started dating that signified the greater things to come. It's strange to think that there was a time before we knew our future was certain, even stranger to think that there was a time before we knew each other. Yet I need to remember, so that I can be grateful for our life together now.
Still ahead: writing our personal vows. Nothing I've written - or will write - will ever be so important. I'm going to have to allow myself a lot of time to tackle this one.