This is it. Still technically the day before – though we are certainly less than 24 hours.
Less than 24 hours and I will no longer be one but a part of two. (Does that sound anti-feminist? I can’t decide… part of two doesn’t mean I give up my one does it?)
A new family member. Although he’s been a member of my family for a long time.
What is it again that’s changing here? (besides my name of course – can you tell I am still having a hard time with that one?)
Oh right. A new family. We will be our own family.
We’ve been a team for a long time. Whenever the Boy is stressing out about something I say “Hey! Team W/M. We’re a team we can do it!” Tomorrow, we upgrade. Tomorrow we become the F-word. We become a family.
I’ve We’ve been planning this for a lifetime 10 months, and what did I think today… if I just had one more day I would feel calmer. I don’t need one more day. It will come together. It will be perfect. Or it won’t be. Either way at the end of the day a new family will have been born.
We didn’t practice dancing. We haven’t really written a speech… though we’ve talked about it. But that’s okay, we’ll be a family – not losing the ones we’ve come from but starting our own in addition to those.
How am I feeling?
Mostly, I keep thinking how funny it is that tomorrow is one of those BIG days – the most important of days… and I am spending the night without the one I love the most.
That feels weird.
Beyond being super excited to marry the Boy, and see him tomorrow of course, I really can’t wait for that time tomorrow when we travel from the church to the reception by ourselves, to check in with him. How was your day? Was it a good day?
I think that’s a good sign – right?
My mom’s cousin’s are in from Detroit, they brought my favourite Great Aunt Doreen to join in the w-day festivities. We had Harvey’s Bristol Cream tonight as a sleep well drink… one of them was going downstairs to throw it out onto the grass as an offering to Mother Mary which would guarantee good weather and non-frizzy hair. I love them. And I love their love of Mother Mary. But most of all I love that my greatest concern for tomorrow is good weather and tamed hair.
22C and sunny. I think that’s a good sign.
PS. Alyssa I haven’t forgotten you but I figured I had to tell the Boy before I told the world – it’s only fair.