I’m not going to lie. I would have loved to have a surprise bridal shower. Surprises are fun and make you feel extra fuzzy inside.
But, because of the distance, my bridal shower was never going to be a surprise. The date was carefully planned so that plane tickets could be bought and time off from work could be taken. As you read this, I will be packing my bags to head to Long Island for my bridal shower that is being held tomorrow. It’s not a surprise, but I can’t even begin to describe how much I’m looking forward to it.
I think that’s the great part about it not being a surprise and me living so far away. It gives me something wonderful to look forward to. My text, Facebook and email messages have been filled with exclamations like, “TWO WEEKS!” “ONE WEEK!” “TWO DAYS!!” I can barely hold in my excitement to see my family and friends, some of whom I haven’t seen since before I moved. I’m excited to be in the same room as all of them and to be able to talk to them without typing.
In a last minute maneuver, I canceled my flight so Chuck and I could drive. We are driving for a couple of reasons. Driving saves us money and also provides us with a method of hauling back our generous wedding gifts. Not to mention that whole Southwest grounding 80 flights because of that whole fuselage thing. Can we say, “terrifying?”
What I’m not thrilled about is our late arrival and early departure, which minimizes our time spent on Long Island. But, it is what it is and I’ll be back in exactly four weeks for bachelorette festivities. That trip, we are flying for.
I’ve been to about 10 bridal showers over the course of my short life and I never really thought about it being my turn one day. It always seemed so far away. Even when plans were initially discussed with my mother, it still seemed so far away.
Now, in less than 24 hours I will be the guest of honor at my own bridal shower. It seems so surreal. I remember being in my teens and being a guest at my cousins’ bridal showers. They were younger than me when they got married, but they seemed so mature and adult-like. My time in the big, white, wicker chair seemed so far off. It would be forever until I wore a hat made of ribbons and bows and carried a matching bouquet. Even when time fast forwarded and I was now at the bridal showers of my friends, it still seemed so far away.
Chuck and I were just in the beginnings of our relationship when those bridal showers started taking place. We were barely food shopping together let alone registering for gifts. We still had so much more to learn about each other and our relationship was measured in months, not years. It’s amazing how far we come in such a short span of time.
Anyways, I promise many pictures and a full report with my next post on Tuesday.
Have a great weekend everyone!