Our anniversary is coming up later this week, so I thought today would be a great time to wrap up The Story of Us. Feel free to check out part 1 and part 2 if you haven't already or if you need a refresher. :)
We left off in January after Husband proposed and I washed fresh horse poo off my foot. That week on our mission trip we discussed potential wedding dates a little bit and, though we waited until we were back home to officially pick a date, we were leaning towards a May wedding. We knew we didn't want to be engaged forever, so, after arriving back home, we looked seriously at potential dates.
Our hesitation in choosing a date in May was that three couples to whom we're very close (including one of Husband's brothers) had gotten engaged before us, and we didn't want to "jump in front" of them. At the time I was living with two incredibly sweet and awesome girls, and the lease on our townhome was up early in June; both of my roommates were moving out of state as soon as the lease was up, so I would be out of a place to live at that time. I didn't want to rent a place by myself because it would be expensive and complicated since any roommate would have to move out after the wedding, so all of that confirmed our thoughts for a May wedding even though it meant that our wedding would be before those of our friends.
Our first thought was Memorial Day weekend since most people already have time off that weekend, but we quickly ruled it out because both of my brothers have jobs that make taking time off Memorial Day weekend truly impossible; we obviously wanted my brothers to be able to attend our wedding, so we scrapped the Memorial Day weekend idea.
I was maid of honor in a wedding the weekend before Memorial Day weekend, so that weekend was obviously out, too. I had just begun a new job in January, so, since I lacked seniority and therefore had accrued no vacation time and was expected to work every other weekend, I wouldn't be likely to be able to take off three weekends in the same month (the weekend of my wedding + the weekend after my wedding to travel back from our honeymoon + the weekend of the wedding in which I was maid of honor)...unless I combined two of those events into one weekend. Therefore, we chose May 12 as our wedding date, exactly one week before I was to be maid of honor for one of my dearest friends.
None of this is to say or imply that we rushed through our engagement or that we married more quickly than we should or otherwise would have done; we were completely in love and are even more so now, and we wanted a short engagement. We just also didn't want to cut in front of our friends and family who were already engaged, but that ended up being a bit outside our control.
Anyway, once we had our date, we sped through the rest of the planning process. A dress was bought; a bridal party was formed; a venue and vendors were booked; a menu was planned; a honeymoon was paid for; all the details fell into place. And, considering we had a 4 month engagement, I was surprisingly unstressed. I decided from the beginning that my number one concern was that I end the day on May 12, 2012 married to Kyle; all the other details were a bonus. So, even when one of my bridesmaids called on May 10 and said that they weren't granted time off their military base, I rolled with it and asked my niece (who I wanted to have a part in my wedding anyway!) to stand in. When the florist called later that same day to inform us that the flowers we'd ordered had been cancelled, I didn't freak but went to Wal-Mart with my mom, two bridesmaids, and 2 of my soon-to-be sisters-in-law and bought all of the roses and alstromeria they had. While we were buying out Wal-Mart, one of my sisters was raiding the gardens of several of my mom's friends, who had kindly offered anything that was blooming to the cause.
And, you know what? Our wedding was beautiful. We married in a botanical garden in my hometown surrounded by friends, family, and friends who have become family, and we were pronounced husband and wife at 3:38:42 on May 12, 2012. It was a beautiful day filled with songs we love, people we love, food we love, and memories we love. I have no complaints...even though we could hear race cars practicing at the race track 2 miles away...because I married my best friend.
I can hardly believe that it's been 5 years already. Husband, I love this life we're building. You're my best friend, the man of my dreams, and the love of my life. Here's to a trillion more anniversaries. <3