It’s no surprise to anyone who has read this blog for the last 6 months or so that I didn’t enjoy wedding planning. It took up too much of my time and it felt like a chore. But I found myself surprised the other day when I cried at the loss of my wedding. George and I got married a few days before the New Year and I enjoyed it, but I was so relieved when it was over.
My photographer recently sent us a sneak peek of the wedding photos and I found myself in tears. Not because the pictures were bad– the pictures were amazing, but I was sad that it was over. I spent a good half of a year constantly thinking about plans or making actual plans for a wedding. And during that time, I didn’t have a lot of time to process everything. I think the feelings are finally catching up to me.
I felt and still feel a little sad that I’m different. I’m ecstatic to live the rest of my life with this dude. But I feel different now. Older. Wiser. Humbled, maybe? It’s similar to the feeling I get after reading a great book. I’m conflicted because I wanted to know the ending of the story but I’m sad that it is over.
And I think that it is ok to be sad sometimes. Without sadness there would be no happiness, right? But I don’t want to dwell on sadness. So, I’m looking for new projects and I’m planning new adventures with my husband. The future is going to be way more beautiful than any wedding.
Did anyone else experience a little bit of sadness after your wedding? Let me know in the comments.