You guys know Anna, right? She guest blogged My Dirty Little Secret not long ago. Wednesdays are all about love on her blog Far From the Wedding Crowd. Today she’s posted a piece I wrote a looooong time ago for her. It was supposed to be a guest post for when she was out doing her own wedding thing, but I totally got sidetracked and sent it late.
She posted it today out of the clear blue.
I’ll admit, it’s kind of strange to read things I wrote that aren’t recent. I question my past thought processes all the time. I wonder if I hadn’t experience “x” that day, would the outcome still be “y”?
I started reading the post with trepidation. How many f-bombs did I drop? Did I remember to spell check? Did I over use the comma?
Honestly, I kind of shocked myself. I was asked to write about what a wedding means to me. The funny thing is, I still feel the same way now as when I wrote the post more than a year ago.
The Candyman and I had a wedding because of our families. We wanted them there to witness our commitment. It’s the single biggest reason we didn’t elope.
Psssst…..there’s an Unfake Elopement coming up this week!
So head on over to Anna’s world and read my guest post on What a Wedding Means to Me.
P.S. The Candyman and I and UNDER CONTRACT on a house. I think my brain might explode.