The Pen of a Ready Writer

It's wedding picture time!!!! My family and friends all worked to decorate for us.  This is the bride and groom  table at the reception hall. This is when I first stepped through those doors into the sanctuary, and the emotion of the moment hit me.  I didn't know whether I would make it down the aisle without crying.  There is something incredibly powerful about that moment when the double doors open and you take the first step onto the aisle. My flower girl did such a good job sprinkling the petals so perfectly for me to walk on. My sisters made the bridesmaid dresses.  I loved them.  They were long and flowing and modest and absolutely gorgeous.  I love it that we're all smiling here. The grand recessional of King Garrett and Queen Esther. Yep.  Just like that, and I'm a married woman.  Kinda hard to believe.  After months of preparation, the entire  morning passed like a blink of an eye....

Rest. It's something that Garrett and I have been longing for. Life got pretty crazy in March, but we told ourselves that if we could just hang on until summer things would smooth out. That's just a few months, right? We can handle that, right? But it didn't get easier in June. In fact, it got even harder. But don't worry, it will be better in November. In November, things will get simpler. And so, even though I'm maxed out and feeling like I'm about to lose my mind, I can hang on to this hope of November. It's going to be okay. Well, November hit. And in case you couldn't foresee this coming, let me tell you that the last 8 days have been even more intense. And you know what Garrett and I said? "Don't worry. Next week is our honeymoon. We can rest then." Ha. There were two problems with this. One is that, while I might be slow sometimes, I'm not complete idiot and I was beginning to recognize a pattern here. And the second was...