Blessed be the slience, hallowed be thy name.
Yesterday was a whirlwind of ups and downs. I woke up to day three of screaming. Not fun. Especially when we had to get shit done and get out. We spent the morning getting ready for the wedding and got on the road at noon. Dropped off el doggo and headed to the venue. Arrived at around 1:30 only to find the start time had moved because of one of C's sisters being chronically late to everything.
The venue was a converted 1940s school. Fucking adorable. Seriously. We got there and we got invited into the bridal suite. Do you know how much that meant to me? To be hanging out pre-wedding with the bridal party? I wasn't just a guest, I was part of the family. We hung out, explored the property, then took our seats. Right in front. The ceremony was beautiful. I cried more during this wedding than my own. Any of my own. After we headed to the reception area but we were sidelined and told it was family picture time. I expected to be just off to the side waiting, but nope. I was in at least four pictures. That might not seem like a lot but for me who is never included in anything, it was the greatest moment ever. More crying.
We finished up and went to the reception area where we were at table 1. Right in front of the head table. Again, new experience. The dances started and cue more crying. We ate, we laughed, we cried. It was probably one of the best weddings I have ever been a part of and I truly felt I was part of it. C's sister did all the decorations, did all the arrangements, AND baked over 1000 cookies for the dessert table. Small cake just for them, cookies of all varities for us. We headed out around 8:30 to go get doggo. Got home about 10pm.
Just an incredible day even with my head screaming.
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