Last night I had a dream that Brian and I got married...not that crazy, I know. Just wait.
I dreamed that it was our wedding day, and NOTHING was right. For some reason, a lot of our family was not able to make it and most of the decorations that we had were not there. The caterer cancelled. I did not get to have my hair done because I was trying to finish decorating the church. I forgot to put my make up on. I was freezing, so I put a long sleeve t-shirt on under my dress, and forgot to take it off before the ceremony. I could not round up the bridesmaids. My mom's dress didn't fit, so she was unable to help because she was having to work with a seamstress to get it fit. The microphones did not work. We did not have our communion glasses, but we had forgotten to get grape juice anyway. Everyone around me was frantic and anxious and freaking out.
That isn't even the crazy part of the dream. From what I hear, every bride has several dreams that the wedding day is a flop and everything that could go wrong does. The crazy part is actually my favorite part.
Brian and I were totally fine. Actually, we were way better than fine. We were seriously giddy. Everyone kept coming up to me and saying how sorry they were that it wasn't working out. In fact, several people offered to help me cancel the wedding and figure out a way to make it all work smoothly on another day. Every time I looked at them with a genuine smile and said something along the lines of "It really doesn't matter. I get to marry Brian today. Tomorrow I am going to be his wife. I don't want it any other way."
I literally walked down the aisle with one house slipper and one tennis shoe. My hair was frizzy, my face was blotchy and bare, and I was teary and grinning from ear to ear as my dad walked me down the aisle. Brian looked perfect, of course, (except he was wearing electric blue tennis shoes with his tux) and had the expression that every bride longs for her groom to have. He was thrilled to see me walking down the aisle and was totally satisfied with his T-shirt-under-her-dress-unkempt-hair-no-make-up-faced bride. In fact, he couldn't seem to contain himself.
Nothing went right with the ceremony either. There were many glitches, but we didn't care a single bit. I will be honest, things got a little concerning when we realized at the reception that we had forgotten to get the marriage license, but then we decided that even though the State of Missouri didn't recognize us as married, God did, and our wedding was not for nothing.
It was a very silly dream, but I just love how honestly happy Brian and I were throughout the chaos. I really believe that even if all of those things happen on our wedding day, we will react in that way. I am just so honored that Brian has chosen me to be his wife, and that God has chosen us for each other. And I just cannot wait to be married to Brian!!
81 days everybody :)
-Rachel
