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[Wedding Week] One Year Later

Today starts the one year anniversary of "wedding week". One year ago today I got up and went to a mandatory training for my new "job". Substitute teaching. I got in my car, with my wedding dress in the backseat so I could drop it off to get steamed, went to get coffee, and drove across town. I walked into the school this training was being held at trying not to look lost and confused. I found a seat near the back and sat down. Nothing on the agenda was of any interest to me so I sat near the aisle in case I needed a break. I had barely sat down and looked at my phone. A text message from my best friend and bridesmaid. She had been married for five years at this point and offered me some "wedding week advice" It had me choking back tears. Everything she said were all of the things I told myself I needed to do that week. What a relief that even though I had no idea what I was doing I was on the right track.

When the training was over I went back out to my car, got in, buckled up, turned around to see my wedding dress hanging in the backseat, and cried. I cried happy tears. This was it. The moment I had been hoping would happen my entire life. I was happy, overwhelmed, anxious, scared, and incredibly excited. I think I flipped my visor down to look at myself in the mirror, wiped my tears, and then had a huge smile on my face. I WAS GETTING MARRIED!!! Anyways, I drove to the bridal store and dropped my dress off to get steamed, I  told them I'd be back on Friday morning to get it and they congratulated me and were so happy even though they had no idea who I was. After dropping it off I probably went home, ate lunch, and took a nap. I knew the rest of the week would be fast and furious and sleep would be hard to come by...

After all i was marrying my best friend in five days!

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