Guest Blog By: Kayla Rigler
Name me one girl who has not dreamt about her gorgeous wedding and has not pictured herself in a snow-white wedding gown, beautifully decorated church, a sea of flowers and sure, the prince of her dreams beside her ready to start a lifelong journey called life, in hardship and happiness.
The wedding day for a girl is a changing point in life. Marriage is the beginning of a new era for her, so the day when she becomes a beautiful bride should be something remarkable. That’s why we all put too much effort in organizing weddings on the highest level. We hire wedding organizers, and we buy a lot of things and decorations, ordering wedding cakes should be a fairy tale cake and a symbol of a new, sweet life as the cake itself.
I met my husband quite by chance on one rainy day, I was walking all alone in the street, when somebody pushed passed me, he apologized and I said “It’s Ok” then after a second he offered to have a cup of coffee together in a nearby café, I agreed. To tell the truth I did not recognize it was him, the prince of my dreams, there were no white horses either, an ordinary guy was sitting in front of me making me smile with funny stories that had happened to him.
After our third meeting I realized he would be my future husband, because he owned all habits I do appreciate in the opposite sex: sense of humor, interests, his character his natural beauty. I felt like I was falling for him. He was not a real prince with crown on his head but for me he is the king.
Long story short, we fixed the wedding date. And that was it, I lost sleep, it was hard to concentrate on anything else but my wedding, the only thing on my mind was my big day. So I joined a long line of brides waiting for their wedding cake tasting, selecting various flavors and decoration options. I waited for the day to try on dresses and pick the one that was right for me. Sure, I did not forget flowers, I chose a flower that was perfect for us, a simple hydrangea.
The Big Day
The planning took a toll on me and I couldn't have been more excited to get down that aisle to my fiancé. I remember feeling nervous and excited. I couldn't wait to get it over with, for the reason that I wanted to kiss my hubby and just spend my time relaxing after all that planning.
I remember my husband’s happy eyes when he saw me, then the church ceremony, saying our vows and exchanging the rings, with all our family and friends beside me. I remember clearly our first kiss, our first dance, and our first meal together like it was yesterday.
Some of my plans may not have gone as planned, but I couldn't help but feel more than happy that I got to make those memories with my prince.
But when my wedding was over tears came to my eyes, I began to cry sad and happy tears, I think all the brides do the same, because we feel happy and sad at the same time. I think of all the planning, the time and energy that went into this. I thought of all the time I spent dreaming about my big day. My happy tears were tears of joy knowing that I just married the man of my dreams. The sad tears were for all the time I spent, sad that the day was over. Maybe it was just a whirlwind of emotion with all that went on that day.
We are sad because we leave our parents, we are no longer daddy’s little girl, we say goodbye to the things that occupied us since our childhood and we all know by and by they will become memories, sweet memories, the things we are so much accustomed to. But at the same time we are extremely happy because we start living with a person we love more than ourselves. It is a beginning of a new life, new challenges, and all changes should be directed in a positive way. That’s why we mark the first day of our life changes with wedding, it is so positive. The caring and loving make each day, each moment, a lifetime of happiness.