Wedding Planning is not Marriage Planning
Three months ago, I arrived at JFK bleary-eyed and frazzled after a 2 hour flight delay, and walked into a lobby filled with my closest friends and family. My bewilderment was quickly replaced with excitement as I realized exactly what was happening: Jesse was proposing to me. As much as I knew that we were heading towards marriage, when the proposal actually happened I was still stunned and surprised. I said yes, of course, and was immediately engulfed by joyous cheers and warm embrace of Blueprinters, childhood friends, and family. The memory of all the unrestrained expressions of love and excitement for me still brings a tear to my eye. Like many newly engaged girls, I gazed at my ring for days and became an obsessive wedding blog follower. What used to be casual browsing became a sort of eager and desperate search for more picture-perfect DIY rustic chic weddings that attract repins on pinterest like hipsters to thrift stores. As if the more of ...