Now Join Hands, and with Your Hands Your Hearts

What I've learned in the last couple weeks is that getting married would be so much easier if we lived in Shakespeare's time. We join hands and hearts...I totally had a flashback of the Kellerman's talent show from Dirty Dancing, anyone else? Anyway, we join hands and hearts. Bam. Married. Maybe we should become handfast? Neither of us are Scottish but maybe we can fake it?

A wise friend told me right after DH and I were engaged that weddings are emotional affairs. Someone will get their feelings hurt, no matter how hard you try to avoid it. So we've decided to not focus on sparing feelings but to focus on what we want. I don't mean that selfishly, but in a loving way. We have to keep our eye on what the marriage means and what our wedding will mean to us.

It's really hard to do that. There are so many things that begin to swirl in your head and you begin to think that everyone else needs to be happy and you forget that this day is just that - a day. It's not important in the grand scheme. The marriage is the important thing.

Still, I'm having difficulty not wanting to make everyone else happy, to not hurt anyone else's feelings, and to not be so overwhelmed that I can't enjoy my engagement.

Thanks Shell, even if I'm late, for letting me pour my heart out.