an emotional bride forgets about the crappy weather, fire, frozen flowers, and vendor drama, and remembers what wedding's are really about.
{TRANSLATION FOR THOSE NOT ABLE TO UNDERSTAND ME THROUGH MY TEARS}
"As many of you know, it's not really tradition for the bride to give a speech - and I wasn't planning to give a speech. As many, or some, of you may know, for the last ten months I have spent my time not only working in Winnipeg (and missing B.C.), but also working as a writer for a wedding planning company based in New York City. And through that I have learned what linens go with what, and what flowers to pair with what china, etc, etc. And because of that, you have this. But when I got here today, I realized "wow! It looks nice!" but something was missing. And that something that was missing was revealed to me in the bathroom, where I was bawling my eyes out, where I realized that it's NOT about the china, and it's not about the linens, it's about my love for Ryan. We've been together for four years - four wonderful years - and I wouldn't trade any of those years. And even if the flowers are kind of wilty, and my curls are kind of crooked, it's all about love, wonderful love, and I love you. And I'm kind of embarrassed to be up here, and I'm kind of embarrassed to be up here, crying, in front of one hundred and something people. But at the same time, Ryan, I love you, and it's okay. And it's okay that everything was NOT perfect today, because the only thing I needed to make it perfect was you. And me. And I did mean it when I said that I do, and I will, and I can, and I will forever....and..um, now I am droning on and on, so I'll stop."
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