We’re married.

Two evenings ago, my new husband looked up at me from behind his laptop across the room and said, “My dear, do you realize the last time you blogged?” I did recall putting fingers to keyboard some time back, but didn’t realize that it had already been a month and one day since then.

Well…we’re back. It doesn’t feel like saying that really captures the changes that have occurred in the past few weeks. “We’re here” sounds like a more accurate description, as Kevin has never spent a night in my home before the day we flew back in from our honeymoon. We’re at the end of our second full day back at home and my first day back at work (which was very pleasant and welcoming, thanks to all my coworkers who visited my desk to give me fist bumps, share their wishes for our future, and ask about how the wedding went). Our time spent in Maine and Prince Edward Island, Canada was wonderful and I plan to spend a few days covering the different places we visited in other posts. Pictures will come as I can upload them, a little at a time, on flickr. There’s so much to show and talk about.

And then there’s the wedding. I suppose some of you would like a play-by-play of what that was like as well Suffice (for now) to say that it was gorgeous and so much more than I’d ever hoped for. It was a joyous experience, unmarred and without any kinks (that I was aware of) during the entire ceremony. Scratch that. My veil was hanging precariously from my hair and nearly fell out. A handful of people told me after the ceremony that they had been praying it would stay there throughout the wedding and thankfully it held on until we got back to the choir room after the recessional, just long enough for my bridesmaids to pin it in a little tighter before the reception.

Me and my new husband, at the reception (Photo by Laurie Goree)

So many things to write about, I’ll need to make a list. I will say that there’s not a single thing that I’d change about my wedding day (give me a few more weeks to think about this and I may come up with some), however, there are a few things I would change about the preparation for the ceremony and reception and some new insights that I have about planning your own wedding. I have yet to meet a woman that was not, at the very least, a little bit stressed out in the weeks before her wedding. It’s been tough to figure out if there is any way around that. For me, there wasn’t. It came with the territory, I suppose. My family is enormous and there were a lot of invitations sent out. And lots of invitations means that you have to plan for lots of people. Whether or not they’ll show is always going to be a gamble. In the end that turned out to be the most stressful and aggravating part for me.

Right now Kevin and I are concentrating on learning how to live with each other and just…be married. It’s nice. If I could only take one memory away from our wedding day, it would be Kevin and me walking through those doors, stepping outside and being by ourselves for just a few seconds, and saying to each other “We’re married.”

We’re married.

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