Saturday was my dad's anniversary - not usually an event I like to acknowledge. Since I miss him everyday, I have come to realise I would rather keep busy and happy than sitting around feeling sad just because I should. But with the combination of being on my own - Chris was working - and getting married, I took a different approach this time around. And not in a mournful way either, in fact taking 'reflection time' has had quite a profound impact on my outlook for the wedding.
I realised you can spend hours caught up in the trivialities of the big day, obsessing over the most minor details and trying, and failing, to keep everyone happy. And god knows I am guilty of that.
Which is all well and good, but when it really comes down to it...who cares what colour napkins you have, or whether guest x will be upset if they only get a reception invite. I have begun to obsess over things I would never care about in the 'real world', and I think it is time I refocused.
Looking at the bigger picture has made me really quite philosophical. Don't get me wrong, I will still have moments when I feel devastated that neither of my parents will be at my wedding. And I will sometimes feel a little jealous of other brides who can pick up the phone to their mum or dad.
But this week, at any rate, I am only seeing positives. Any wedding is an amazing celebration, and both Chris and I will be surrounded by people that love and support us.
And my parents would have been so happy and proud of both of us - although I can be fairly sure dad would have arranged for a ladder outside my window the night before... just in case!
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