My first dot to write about: our wedding. Do not be afraid: this won’t be some sappy story about how madly in love we are, and how this was the best day of our lives. I don’t believe in that kind of thing. Although I would like to mention that Matthijs and I had wonderful day and that we both wouldn’t want to change anything about it. But I hope there will be many more wonderful days in our lifetime.
What a would like to address here is something that bothered me a lot during the wedding preparations. I was dreading this wedding. Don’t get me wrong: I wanted to be married to Matthijs, and was looking forward to it for a long time. But I couldn’t wait for the wedding day to be over. And that is something you cannot talk to anyone about as a bride-to-be. Everyone is excited and looking forward to this day, even putting all this effort in to make your wedding day even more special. And they are just assuming that you are just as excited. But I wasn’t. What made it even harder is the fact that the people around me only asked me about the wedding for ten months. It felt like my entire life was supposed to revolve around this one day, and nothing else mattered anymore. To be honest, this made me look forward to the day after the wedding even more. Luckily Matthijs felt exactly the same, so every now and then we had a little falling out about how horrible this wedding planning was, and how we wanted it to be the day after the wedding. So that kept us kind of sane in the last year during all the wedding turbulence.
You might be wondering by now why we put ourselves through all this trouble if we didn’t want it. In the end we actually did want it. We did want to celebrate that we want to spend the rest of our lives together. And if we were going to celebrate it, we wanted it to be with everybody we care about. Even if this meant we had to organize a party for 130 people. Even if it meant we had to stand up against everyone’s opinion on what a wedding should be like. Even if it meant that we had to be the centre of attention for an entire day. So one year ago we started planning. And for everything we had to organize we had one rule: Do we like it? Do we think it’s worth the money? If yes, then we’ll do it. No endless meetings with venues, photographers, and the likes. So we went to see one venue, met with one photographer, spent one hour at a jeweller on a lazy Saturday afternoon, and it took me half a day to find a wedding dress. Minimum effort, maximum result, as low budget as possible.
By now it’s almost two months since the wedding. And I must say it really is quite special to spend a day with everyone you care about, and to see what an effort they have put in to make this day even more special for you. Songs have been written, people travelled halfway across the country, hours have been dedicated to creating presents for us. But I am also very happy that the day is over, and I hope I never have to plan a wedding during my lifetime again.