I have been thinking about my wedding. It was not anything I planned. My wedding was planned by my parents, and all I had to do was turn up with hubby and get married. It has never really bothered me, I had never sat around dreaming about my wedding, but now, I sometimes wish that I could have had a part in planning it.
My parents paid for everything so I guess it was their right to make the decisions…but I see other brides and wonder, have I missed out? The picking of the colours, invites, favours, that kind of thing.
Now its too late, its almost a year later. Just thoughts………….
I love my husband and I guess the marriage is more important than the wedding. We celebrate our love for each other everyday. I look at my little sister’s marriage and I am glad I am not her. But that is another blog.