November 23, 2013
I AM MARRIED.
Holy heck. Reflecting on our wedding day is so fun. So many people told me it would be a blur and go quickly and I wouldn't remember half of it. Parts of the day went by pretty fast, but really, it wasn't a blur at all. I vividly remember almost all of it.
I remember waking up with my best friends and bridesmaids, Kelley and Ali, in our schwanky downtown hotel and beginning the day with a prayer with them. I remember stopping by Starbucks, asking them to write "bride" as my name on my cup and then getting really embarrassed when they loudly yelled it across the store. I remember how fun it was to get my hair done by two of my great friends, Steen & Trish at the salon. I remember starting to get antsy as my makeup guy was running late. I remember arriving at the reception hall and it literally taking my breath away because my parents and aunts did such an amazing job decorating. I remember laughing at people who said I probably wouldn't be able to eat lunch because I can always eat...always. And then I couldn't stomach more than some fruit for lunch. I remember taking pictures in the FREEZING cold with my beautiful, complaining bridesmaids and wanting to dropkick them, just a little bit. I remember having the most wonderful, nicest limo driver in the world. I remember hanging in the brides room at Crossroads, my church, and wearing neon pink socks from kids club because my toesies were cold. I remember walking around the atrium of our church to take pictures and strangers coming up to me wishing me luck, offering prayers and telling me I was beautiful. I remember the coordinator telling me that there was no parking and guests were having to park around the block (serves me right, for picking the second-most busiest weekend of the year for my church). I remember getting so nervous right before the ceremony and starting 5 minutes late so my guests could all arrive.
And of course, I remember giving my dad a huge hug right before they opened the doors and I walked down the aisle. I remember seeing Dan for the first time that day, crying and smiling as Amazing Grace played in the background and I walked toward him. I remember Rick's message from Colossians 3:12-17. I remember my voice shaking as I repeated the vows we wrote together. I remember making a face as Rick said "you are now husband and wife" and the whole audience laughing. I remember having the best kiss of my life and being introduced as Mr. & Mrs. Hill for the first time ever.
I remember taking picture after picture, FINALLY with Dan. I remember it taking Kelley literally 10 minutes to bustle my dress. I remember being reintroduced and feeling all fancy, getting to eat dinner on a stage. I remember the food being delicious and finally being able to stomach a good amount. I remember Kelley's beautiful toast and how Andy's brought me to tears. I remember how awkward Dan and I's first dance was, haha. Those dance lessons definitely did not pay off. I remember my dance with my dad and how I expected it to be super sad, but was actually full of laughter and fun. I love my dad so much. I remember how dang delicious our wedding cake was and how I was kinda sad that I didn't get to eat any more right away. I remember Dan sticking his head up my dress to retrieve my garter then the dog pile that happened as people tried to catch it. I remember saying hi and bye to more people than I could've imagined and feeling so loved. I remember dancing in my wedding dress to you're a jerk and belting "The Climb" at the top of my lungs with my best friends from high school. I remember my back aching and feeling sore all over as the night went on. And I remember driving away, feeling so loved and blessed, with Dan right next to me.
It was the best day of my life. But the funny thing is, is that it's over. It's only a memory and I can (and will) remember it for the rest of my life. I can no longer put any hope in it because it has ended. I'm so thankful that Jesus is never "over" and even after the best day of my whole entire life, I can still put my hope in Him.
Holy heck. Reflecting on our wedding day is so fun. So many people told me it would be a blur and go quickly and I wouldn't remember half of it. Parts of the day went by pretty fast, but really, it wasn't a blur at all. I vividly remember almost all of it.
I remember waking up with my best friends and bridesmaids, Kelley and Ali, in our schwanky downtown hotel and beginning the day with a prayer with them. I remember stopping by Starbucks, asking them to write "bride" as my name on my cup and then getting really embarrassed when they loudly yelled it across the store. I remember how fun it was to get my hair done by two of my great friends, Steen & Trish at the salon. I remember starting to get antsy as my makeup guy was running late. I remember arriving at the reception hall and it literally taking my breath away because my parents and aunts did such an amazing job decorating. I remember laughing at people who said I probably wouldn't be able to eat lunch because I can always eat...always. And then I couldn't stomach more than some fruit for lunch. I remember taking pictures in the FREEZING cold with my beautiful, complaining bridesmaids and wanting to dropkick them, just a little bit. I remember having the most wonderful, nicest limo driver in the world. I remember hanging in the brides room at Crossroads, my church, and wearing neon pink socks from kids club because my toesies were cold. I remember walking around the atrium of our church to take pictures and strangers coming up to me wishing me luck, offering prayers and telling me I was beautiful. I remember the coordinator telling me that there was no parking and guests were having to park around the block (serves me right, for picking the second-most busiest weekend of the year for my church). I remember getting so nervous right before the ceremony and starting 5 minutes late so my guests could all arrive.
And of course, I remember giving my dad a huge hug right before they opened the doors and I walked down the aisle. I remember seeing Dan for the first time that day, crying and smiling as Amazing Grace played in the background and I walked toward him. I remember Rick's message from Colossians 3:12-17. I remember my voice shaking as I repeated the vows we wrote together. I remember making a face as Rick said "you are now husband and wife" and the whole audience laughing. I remember having the best kiss of my life and being introduced as Mr. & Mrs. Hill for the first time ever.
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| Our first kiss... holla. |
I remember taking picture after picture, FINALLY with Dan. I remember it taking Kelley literally 10 minutes to bustle my dress. I remember being reintroduced and feeling all fancy, getting to eat dinner on a stage. I remember the food being delicious and finally being able to stomach a good amount. I remember Kelley's beautiful toast and how Andy's brought me to tears. I remember how awkward Dan and I's first dance was, haha. Those dance lessons definitely did not pay off. I remember my dance with my dad and how I expected it to be super sad, but was actually full of laughter and fun. I love my dad so much. I remember how dang delicious our wedding cake was and how I was kinda sad that I didn't get to eat any more right away. I remember Dan sticking his head up my dress to retrieve my garter then the dog pile that happened as people tried to catch it. I remember saying hi and bye to more people than I could've imagined and feeling so loved. I remember dancing in my wedding dress to you're a jerk and belting "The Climb" at the top of my lungs with my best friends from high school. I remember my back aching and feeling sore all over as the night went on. And I remember driving away, feeling so loved and blessed, with Dan right next to me.
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| My dad & me |
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| Oh, the garter... |
It was the best day of my life. But the funny thing is, is that it's over. It's only a memory and I can (and will) remember it for the rest of my life. I can no longer put any hope in it because it has ended. I'm so thankful that Jesus is never "over" and even after the best day of my whole entire life, I can still put my hope in Him.
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