The last couple of weeks have been… emotional to say the least. On any normal day, there’s usually something that makes me wobble – animals being cute, internet stories being a bit too real, friends and family being adorable – but October has tested my emotional resilience to the max.
First up, saying goodbye to Husband as he travelled 7000 miles away for a three week work trip. My goodness, that was hard. I drop him off at the airport all the time as he’s forever going somewhere, but never this far and never for this long. I got home from Heathrow Terminal 4 and just got into bed as I was so wrung out. This is the longest we’ve ever been apart, and the time difference is a killer so we haven’t even been able to chat over Hangouts that much. It’s the WORST.
In spectacularly bad timing on his part, the weekend after he left was Ryan and Nikki’s wedding, something I have been counting down to for a good long while. Not just because I love weddings (I really do), but because I had been asked to be a bridesmaid which was super exciting for me.
I’ve been a bridesmaid once before, a very long time ago (I was also on my own at that wedding – why will no partner ever see me bridesmaid!) and it’s a job I loved. One of the best parts of the day was helping Nikki put her dress on – I hate to be sappy, but it felt like a real honour. And she looked beautiful – I’ve shown photos of the bride to whole bunch of different people who have all declared how much they love her dress.
I made a decision to not take any photos. I’m forever taking photos of things – on holiday, in restaurants, just out walking – so this time, I left my phone and my camera in my room and just allowed myself to experience the day. And OK, I took a couple at the end of the day (I couldn’t skip doing my Project 365) but I’ve been able to steal photos from their Wedpics account, like the photo at the top. I have an entire album full of gorgeous photos from the day and I didn’t lift a finger. I can’t wait for the official ones.
The whole day was filled with love, and I was genuinely sad when it was over and everyone trundled off to their hotels. Quickly, someone else plan a wedding!
But just to warn any future wedding planners, I will cry; probably more than is healthy, possibly more than the actual people getting married. Sorry about that.
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That feeling you got after dropping Mark off – I get them feels. Felt the same way when I dropped Anish off for his 4 week America trip last year. Despite having done LDR it still feels horrible! 😦 If only the world was flat and there were no time zones. *hugs*
Think you did good by just enjoying the wedding, rather than experiencing it through the camera. Looking forward to seeing pics though!
It made a change to not constantly be worrying about when to get the perfect shot. Coming out from behind the camera was fun!
I’ll plan a wedding! I’m going to marry myself like Sue Sylvester
Do it and let me help plan!