The details are falling nicely into place, despite the distance. The ideas in my head are translating into reality. This pleases me tremendously. I knew, very early on, that I wanted a healthy dose of originality blended with tradition. I wanted this day to be deeply meaningful, but not cliched. For it to be fun, memorable. For people to be caught a little off-guard, and then nod slowly, realizing they are not at all surprised. And yet there are many traditional elements I want as well.
When I saw my save-the-dates, I *knew* I had to have them. I fell immediately in love with them. Every time I returned to the page, I grinned. They are the perfect little preview to this wedding. (I'll let you ponder that.) A little voice in my head thought people might think they were silly. But then I thought about the people who would be receiving them and remembered that (other than T's family) not a single one of them wouldn't laugh, because, well, they *know* me.
The reactions that came in were perfect. The joy, the excitement...the affirmation that the guest list was well-chosen. I have one on the table next to me, where I sit in the evenings. It still makes me smile.
A wedding reminds you again and again: Listen to your heart.
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