There’s nothing like waking up on the morning of your wedding day. It starts like any other day; you stretch, do your morning routine like walk the dogs, and have breakfast, except, you’re not getting ready for a day of writing or work; you’re getting ready for a day celebrating your love. The excitement is palpable, and, the whole thing feels like a dream. “Today is my Verity Ever After” I thought to myself. (wedding hashtags, FTW)
We arrived at the venue, early, and just started the getting ready process. One by one, the bridesmaids started to show up, and before I knew it, I saw Mark entering the mansion from my bridal suite. Everyone dance and sang around the room, and I remained calm on the sideline; witnessing and embracing all of the love that filled the air.
Admittedly, I was eerily calm the morning of our wedding. Oh, it’s raining? Thats okay- we’ll move the ceremony inside. Nothing mattered except the moment I saw Mark when I walked down the aisle. All I wanted to do was to live in the moment because I knew just how fast these moments would go by.
But, no matter how hard I tried to embrace every second, it didn’t matter; the time still went by far too quickly. Soon, the hallway was bustling below us with guests arriving. Fortunately, I was able to steal a moment (a.k.a- lock guests outside) to see my dad before everything started. Seeing his face light up at the bottom of the stairs will forever be one of my favorite moments from the day, and I can’t wait to see that picture.
I also was so glad I stuck to my guns on a few things (no kids, limited guest list, and Emmett as the ring bearer). Emmett did such an amazing job- during the vows he just laid there, and when it was time to get the rings from him, he sat up and let the best man just take them.
Our ceremony ended up being so many peoples favorite part of the day, including mine. I will never forget the moment when I turned the corner for the aisle, only to see Mark’s face, completely overwhelmed with tears welling in his eyes. We wrote our own vows: mine were sentimental and funny. Mark’s were written in a rhyme like my book, The Story of Peas and Carrots. Without a doubt, he won.
Throughout the night, Mark and I kept stealing moments away together. Since all of our wedding party was “freezing” during the pictures, Mark and I took the moment to steal some pictures of us together, alone. We laughed, we hugged, we took it all in.
During dinner, we looked around in awe; everyone was having such a great time, and that’s all we wanted.
While I missed the entire dessert portion of the evening, AND OUR PIZZA STATION AT 9:45, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. We danced, we laughed, we soaked it all in. We cut the line at the Photo Booth (note to future brides; always get a Photo Booth! it’s worth the laughs)
At one point, we went out to the end of the patio, turned around and looked inside; spectators at our own wedding. We watched as people danced, sang, laughed, cuddled around the fire pits. “We did it” we whispered to each other.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t make the time stop. Before I knew it, the night was over. We hopped on the shuttle back to the hotel, had a ridiculous after party with friends and family (that involved me walking to Wendy’s in my wedding dress because my husband was hungry). A few hours later, we were in the airport off to Bermuda. Just like that, my life started a new chapter, with my favorite character right by my side.
Thank you to everyone who reached out. Words will never be able to truly cover how grateful we are for everything.