Mission: Snatch Trey’s Last Name.
Rachel Lowe said she is surprised I haven’t blogged about my wedding planning, so here ya go! I’m blogging about wedding planning. If anyone has trouble sleeping at night, they can read my wedding planning blog and slip into dreamland in no time!
My wedding planning adventure is in full swing. We have a venue, a photographer, a bridal party, MY DRESS, a honeymoon destination, a plan, and 131 days. A month ago I was basking in the amazing thought of being Mrs. Trey Bell. I still am today, but the feeling is multiplied times 10. In 131 days the double doors of Fairlane will open. I will walk down the aisle to a man who is just as excited to marry me as I am to marry him. Tears will be shed. Big smiles will be present. I will finally know what it feels like to be loved by a husband.
Someone asked me today if I’m scared. Since I have been married before, and clearly that didn’t go well at all… I guess the thought of getting married again should be a little scary. Honestly, there is not a single ounce of doubt or fear in me. I’m not scared because I know this is where God wants me to be. I know this is where I am meant to be. For so many years I wondered what it felt like to be loved by someone as much I felt I loved them. Don’t get me wrong, the love from Gavin is an amazing feeling, but everyone deserves to be loved by a partner in life. Everyone deserves to feel like they are good enough. So as far as being scared, I’m not. This is what I’ve always wanted. I have found my partner in life. I have found the man who has enough patience to deal with me on my bad days. He has a heart big enough to love me and Gavin. He appreciates the small things I do. He never lets a day go by without reminding me how much he loves me. He cares about me. He makes me laugh and lets me cry on his shoulder when I’m upset. He looks at our marriage as a “team effort”. He understands I am not perfect. He is my best friend. As cheesy as it may sound… he is. I feel complete.
Trey and I are blessed to have been part of a 14 week Love and Respect study at church before we got engaged. We were the only not engaged, unmarried couple in the class. The class was amazing. Not only did we learn from the weekly videos, but we also learned from the couples in the class who have been married 20 – 30+ years. We learned how to talk through things without coming across as defensive. I learned that even though sitting in the machine shop might not sound like a ton of fun, it is time spent with Trey & that makes sitting in the machine shop worth every single second. I learned to be thankful. I learned that loving Trey is me loving God. We are commanded to love and respect our spouses. I learned that men and women are different when it comes to conflict resolution.
Let’s be honest. 98% of women out there want to know about the dress. I found THE. DRESS this past weekend at an undisclosed store. After trying on 5 or 6 dresses… I stood in front of my mom, my aunt, my Granny Doris, Caity, and Rachel in a what was one of my favorite dresses, but I wasn’t sure if it was THE. DRESS. Someone said, “Trey will cry”… Then, they put a veil on me. I had to bite my lip to try to hold back the overwhelming amount of emotion that hit me. I loved the dress. I loved the way it looked. I loved the little details of it. I knew this was the dress. This is the dress I wanted. This is the dress I will marry my best friend in.
SOMEONE SAID THERE’S A PARTY?
Ah yes. The bridal party! I couldn’t be more pleased/ excited about the ladies who will be standing beside me on the most important / memorable day of my life.
I have the friend who planted the seed in my head that Trey would be a great boyfriend. After witnessing the train wreck of December 2010 and a brief Alabama trip, she knew what I needed. I needed a GOOD GUY. She just so happened to have “this friend”. I knew her friend from previous group shindigs, but I didn’t really think her friend would be into me due to the fact I’m super girly and probably not his type. After a few of her organized double dates, I was convinced. She was right.
I have my childhood pal who has been there for every breakup, broken heart, and clumsy fall. She has always reminded me the rotten ones along the way were not good enough for me. She has offered to beat up a few too. She has made me laugh. She has made me cry. For 17 years we have been friends. We drift together and apart from time to time, but I always know she’s there. No background story is required. She knows everything.
I have the friend who is also joining the married club this year. Many double dates, four wheeler trips, lake adventures, and cheers on the side of mountains have been shared with her. I have known her almost as long as I have been dating Trey, and really my wedding day wouldn’t be complete without her!
My flower girl is my soon-to-be niece. She personally requested to be the flower girl; however, I had already decided she would be part of the wedding. Her personality and girly-ness go well with the role, not to mention the fact she will be my niece! She has been a huge help with planning the wedding since she already has in mind how she plans to fix her hair, what color her dress should be, and what kind of shoes she would like to wear!
I have one more member of my bridal party, but she hasn’t officially been asked, so my blog isn’t really the place for her to find out!
So here it is… the first installment of my wedding blog. I will try to keep future blogs shorter! ha.
Until next time…