It is easy to recap all of the wonderful parts of the wedding. But not everything about the day turned out to be perfect.
Don't get me wrong. It was the most wonderful day of my life. Everything came together beautifully. I honestly can't think of a thing I would do differently.
But many of you probably remember me talking about The Hardest Part of the whole wedding process. If you haven't, hop on over to that link and get some background info.
Some of you may be wondering how that all turned out.
Well, she didn't come.
She didn't call.
She didn't text.
She didn't email.
She didn't write.
She didn't acknowledge my wedding day at all.
And yes, that hurts. Badly. So badly that I don't think I have fully coped with that pain yet. I'm still on Cloud 9 and happy to stay there for a while. But I am hurt. Deeply.
I am, however, happy to report that her absence didn't ruin our day. I had a breakdown about her not being there on Thursday as we were decorating the church. We were all having a disagreement about how something should be set up. I don't even remember what it is now. It doesn't even matter. It wasn't a big deal. But all of the sudden, I broke down. Sobs racked my body. I couldn't stop. It wasn't about the decorations. It was about my little sister not being there. So I cried. And cried. And cried.
And that was it. I felt like I was able to get those emotions out, and I moved on. Yes, there were brief moments during the rest of the weekend where it suddenly hit me that she wasn't there. But not having her there did not take away the joy of that day. At all. It was the most wonderful day I could ever imagine. I married the man of my dreams, and had so much love and support around me.
Thank you all for your care and concern. I am blessed beyond measure with a wonderful husband and a wonderful family. What more could I ask for?