I went to two weddings over the past two weeks. Thankfully, both were within driving distance of our home, so we didn’t have to commute, and there was no overlap in guests between the two other than my husband and I, so I could wear the same outfit to both. I love love, but I love straightforward logistics even more.
I will always say that my wedding was the best! I love my husband! We put a lot of work into that party! IT was full of all of the people we love the most in this world! Yadda yadda yadda!
But, before getting married myself, I viewed other people’s weddings like a buffet. “Let’s do that during our ceremony,” “let’s definitely not do that during cocktail hour,” “make sure our DJ doesn’t play that song,” “who can we ask to do that at ours?”, etc etc. I’m sure other married-couples-to-be view weddings the same way! Therefore, because of the amount of time that has passed since our wedding (which felt, at the time, like part of a large post-covid wedding boom), I do feel like the weddings that we’ve been to have been steadily getting better over time. This makes me happy for, and only a teeny bit jealous of, my friends!
Looking back, I’m proud of what my husband and I were able to put together, using mostly our own time and resources. But I’ve been to many weddings since that have made me think, man, I wish I had thought of that.
Custom illustrations? Creative portraits? Social media managers? Cutesy displays? Actually useful party favors and give aways? Activities that aren’t dancing? etc etc???
I hope I never get tired of going to weddings. I hope I never get to lose the the thrill of seeing friends that I haven’t seen in a long time. I hope I never stop taking a tiny gasp when the bride starts walking down the aisle. I hope I never stop appreciating the little details – in decor, in speeches, or on the dancefloor – that remind me that this is (hopefully!) the happiest day of the life of someone that I really care about.
(Unfortunately, there are parts of a wedding that I have already grown tired of. Unfortunately, that list is mostly “Dancing to Mr. Brightside” over and over, with “overcooked chicken breast” thrown in a few times for good measure. We can’t all be perfect!)
Trisha Serquina 