… but I feel as though I must pen something.
The wedding is close. Eleven days, close. Life is filled with preparations for that day, as well as the honeymoon, and finishing the house face-lifts before we leave. In addition to the normal workload there are lots of details that must also be accomplished to allow for a smooth week away. Schedules must be juggled and now things must be dropped because the time until the wedding is too short to fit in everything that I wish could be done… now its a puzzle of things that need to be done.
One of the drawbacks to a wedding that could potentially draw over a thousand people is that each one of those thousand people all want to know the answers to the same two questions anytime they are near me: “Are you ready?!” and “Are you nervous?!” None of them realize I’ve already answered this question two dozen times and will answer it again three dozen more occasions before leaving church. But i must smile and act as though they’re the first.
I know it’s because they care, and because they are truly concerned and want to be involved. I simply wish there were other questions.
For Sally, I feel even worse. She receives those questions as well as ones about the wedding night. You know, not one single person has me if I am ready for it, yet she gets the question all of the time. What is it with women? They are WAY worse then men when it comes to these topics of conversations. I’ll be glad when it’s over simply so we can move on to other things…
… like questions about when we plan to have children.
OH TO GOD that I would never fall into these traps of ‘easy conversation topics’.
But I’ve found that rather than my mind being filled with stress and details about the impending wedding to my beautiful bride, I am a bit of a tabula rasa of late.
I am a veritable blank slate in the ol’ noggin.
Is this normal?? Cause it feels great and I would like for it to last past the nuptials.
I really am as destressed, relaxed, and ready as I have ever been for anything in my life. Of course, I am a bit anxious around the edges… but only typically after getting hit with the “Are you nervous?” question a half-dozen times. I guess you could say that I am enjoying (and have enjoyed) this. I’ve spent the recent weeks enjoying the journey and trying to learn and grow along the way. I have no idea what married life holds, but I am ready to find out.
It all has happened so quickly that it is almost surreal, as though it has never happened. But yet, it has. And I am ready for it… as ready for it as I will ever be.
And I am excited to see what God has around the corner for Sally and I. Life. Love. Ministry. Joy. And Outreach.
It must be better together than it has been apart.
In fact, I am quite sure of it.
so kevin…you nervous?
Paul, you beat me to it
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Kevin….you nervous?? Just wait till you break out in a COLD sweat. Man thats a killer. Oh……then you realize you have to go pee. That hurts. Oh and……..then there’s the shaving cream/shoe polish or your NEW jeep. Thas REALLY gonna hurt. Boy its fun to give you a hard time. In all seriousness…….an experience you’ll never forget.
You know why you see men crying more at the alter than women? For some reason the social pressure on women to always look pretty creates this superhuman ability for broads to not cry during their wedding, and why? Cause their make-up will run.
Aw, come on Derek! Ever heard of water-proof make-up? The ability to NOT cry is in relation to the amount of money it cost for the hair, make-up and dress.