I admit it, I’ve been whining. Focusing on the scary stuff. But the lovely stuff is wonderful.
I think the most powerful piece of getting married now (the process, not the wonder of loving and being loved) is that I’m old enough to know what I want. I’m not tortured by what movie stars are doing. My goodness why would I be? Half of these movie stars I’ve never even heard of! Why do I care what they’re doing at their weddings? On the one hand, it’s true I don’t have as much disposable income as they do. And even if I did, I’m not interested in disposing of my income in such a way.
What we spend on our weddings is our own business. Really. So, if you have $100,000 and want to spend it in an afternoon. Go ahead. But that is not how I want to be spending my money even if I had it. I also believe that for me, spending that kind of money wouldn’t take the wedding where I want it to go, which is to the community. On the other hand, why would I want to copy the wedding of someone who at 35 is having her third wedding. This is my wedding. There will not be another one. For some folk, this may be an invitation to spend and party lavishly. For me it’s an invitation to do it differently: my way.
But the point is I get to decide because I know what matters to me. My partner gets to decide because he knows what matters to him. This is our wedding. This is all about us, who we are and how we present ourselves to the world. Your wedding gets to be about you and how you present yourselves to the world.
I’m entitled to it. You’re entitled to it. And we both deserve it.
Because love is lovelier, (and so will you be!)