It’s been a couple weeks now since we’ve been back from our wedding and honeymoon, but I can’t help looking at the pictures every day. I used to make fun of the people who’d say the cheesy line, “my wedding day was the best day of my life,” but I know understand it. Our wedding was beyond perfect.
I made a point in not being materialistic about our wedding, but also didn’t like the idea of not having my family there and to elope. Charlie unselfishly proposed to have the wedding in holland, so my family could be there, since we live here in Alabama.
My family made our wedding day spectacular, they spent months planning and making speeches. I have never understood making a big fuss out of the materialistic things that come with weddings, since the only thing that matters is the promise of spending your life together with your new spouse, not the knife set you registered for, or the flower arrangements on the tables.
To walk down the isle to Charlie was definitely one of the most memorable and happiest moments of my life. To see my family standing there smiling at me, in a room my mom and sister had so carefully decorated, while holding my dads arm, walking towards the man whom I’ll be spending the rest of my life with, was simply magical. And my dad performing the ceremony was the cherry on top.
The whole day was just full of fun, love and laughter. From the speeches that brought us to tears, to the kids dancing to Charlie and his dad’s music. I couldn’t have wished for a more special day, and I feel so blessed to have people who made all that happen for us, without us having a hand in it.
I can’t thank my family enough for making this day so memorable.