The Finished Product

The day I sat down to write the first entry of the journal that would document the making of my wedding dress the day was cold and I was anxious, overwhelmed, excited, and glowing. I wrote in that first entry " This gown is going to be gorgeous, but if it doesn't turn out exactly as it begins in my head, that's ok...There is no possibility of this dress not turning out to be absolutely beautiful and I'm looking forward to what it looks like in the end... "  

I was right. I love being right. 

None of this would have been possible without Nancy's help. Literally none of it because without her my groom would not have been born... Awkwardness aside I owe so much to her for making more than my dress. She made my wedding the best it could be. She busted her ass for us and made sure that no matter what went wrong, we were having fun. I felt like a gorgeous bride and so much of that was how I felt in my dress. It was amazing and the only way I know to truly thank her is to take good care of her only son. I will spend the rest of my days loving him and taking care of him. Considering his needs like they were my own and doing all I can to show him the best that I have to offer. The days won't always be easy but I will always remember to be kind to him no matter what we face. I will remember to be kind because of the kindness she showed me through this process. She is a great role model and I am so grateful to her for everything she has done for me. I will repay her by treating her son the way he should be treated.

<3 Mrs. Luce 3rd 

 P.S.

Thank you for following this blog. I think this story is compelling mainly because I'm the bride and I LOVE to hear myself talk ... but I don't feel like I have said all I need to say. I just wouldn't feel right to include you in all stages of making this amazing dress without giving you a full and robust recap of the event where it had a staring role...

Ok that's kind of bullshit. There is no benefit here for you unless you like the way I tell a story.

It's no secret that I'm kind of a selfish writer. To me, this blog is a living record of who I am and what my life is like. Should I find myself in a disagreement with my brain that creates a reality where accurate memories are luxuries, I want to be able to read a story about a girl that I'd probably relate to. This blog is living therapy now and potentially aged therapy later.

I am dying to tell you every detail of how I remember the experience that was "Our Wedding Day" because someday I might be the the proverbial "you" I refer to. I want to remember this day for all the days to come and the only guarantee I can provide to myself to ensure I can, is to write it down. It could also be said that I have been feeling some postpartum wedding depression. I mean no disrespect to those suffering from actual postpartum depression but I'm just so profoundly sad it is over.

These... shall we call them "Bonus Entries?"...  are my way of trying to cope with my wedding being behind me and to create a record of this day that I know I will want to relive again and again. I'm going to talk about it here until I have it out of my system and then I'm going to go be married. It's the purge. That's the truth. So bear with me... If its any consolation, there will be pictures of a cute dog in a bow tie...