MiniGirl
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Honestly, I don't get many of these brides today. I will occassionally catch some of Bridezillas and am appalled at the way these women treats those they suppossedly love. I'm floored people (friends, family, vendors) don't walk out and them. Makes me wonder how much of it is "real" and how much is staged.
My dh and I were going to be married on the beach in Key West right as the sun was setting. It was going to be a small ceremony with just family. Well, 2 weeks before the wedding my mom took ill and was hospitalized. When we realized she wouldn't be allowed to travel, we moved the wedding to Baton Rouge. As the day got closer, it became clear that she wouldn't even be out of the hospital. The day before the wedding, my dh and I are roaming through the hospital looking for a place to have the ceremony. (We figured if I showed up in a gown they wouldn't kick us out. LOL!) Anyway, when word got out, the hospital administrator offered us their beautiful 2 story atrium to use. My mom could not be around real flowers, so she and her friends cut her wedding gown into strips and made it into silk flowers. I told my MoH to just pick out any dress she liked and would wear again and that was fine with me. Because everything was so hectic, I ended up actually buying my veil and shoes the morning of the wedding. Our photographer was also hired at the last minute, and truthfully, our photos are not the best. Know what though...... none of that matters. I remember everything about my wedding day, and there was nothing "perfect" about it. I had amatuerish looking silk flowers. No music. No church or beach. No gorgeous bridal or bridesmaid gowns. My veil didn't really match my dress. None of the guys had jackets. My brothers actually wore shorts. (We were going to be on the beach, remember?) And a photog that was pretty new. You know what though? My wedding, while it had no perfect elements, was truly PERFECT. Many of the hospital staff attended and they commented later to my mom that it was one of the nicest weddings they'd ever attended. There was just so much love in that ceremony that you could feel it all the way up to the rafters of that huge atrium, and given our circumstances, I wouldn't have changed a thing. My dad ended up passing away 7 months later and my mom lost her battle with cancer 3 weeks after that. My wedding was the last time my family was all together, and I will always cherish that day -- for so many reasons. What people looked like or wore is not why it is so special though; and when I do look at the photos, I never see all the imperfections. All I see is the love we all shared and experienced that day. We celebrate our 15th anniversary this summer, and I have never, not once, regretted not having my "perfect" beach wedding.
Sorry to ramble, but thanks for allowing me to share.
My dh and I were going to be married on the beach in Key West right as the sun was setting. It was going to be a small ceremony with just family. Well, 2 weeks before the wedding my mom took ill and was hospitalized. When we realized she wouldn't be allowed to travel, we moved the wedding to Baton Rouge. As the day got closer, it became clear that she wouldn't even be out of the hospital. The day before the wedding, my dh and I are roaming through the hospital looking for a place to have the ceremony. (We figured if I showed up in a gown they wouldn't kick us out. LOL!) Anyway, when word got out, the hospital administrator offered us their beautiful 2 story atrium to use. My mom could not be around real flowers, so she and her friends cut her wedding gown into strips and made it into silk flowers. I told my MoH to just pick out any dress she liked and would wear again and that was fine with me. Because everything was so hectic, I ended up actually buying my veil and shoes the morning of the wedding. Our photographer was also hired at the last minute, and truthfully, our photos are not the best. Know what though...... none of that matters. I remember everything about my wedding day, and there was nothing "perfect" about it. I had amatuerish looking silk flowers. No music. No church or beach. No gorgeous bridal or bridesmaid gowns. My veil didn't really match my dress. None of the guys had jackets. My brothers actually wore shorts. (We were going to be on the beach, remember?) And a photog that was pretty new. You know what though? My wedding, while it had no perfect elements, was truly PERFECT. Many of the hospital staff attended and they commented later to my mom that it was one of the nicest weddings they'd ever attended. There was just so much love in that ceremony that you could feel it all the way up to the rafters of that huge atrium, and given our circumstances, I wouldn't have changed a thing. My dad ended up passing away 7 months later and my mom lost her battle with cancer 3 weeks after that. My wedding was the last time my family was all together, and I will always cherish that day -- for so many reasons. What people looked like or wore is not why it is so special though; and when I do look at the photos, I never see all the imperfections. All I see is the love we all shared and experienced that day. We celebrate our 15th anniversary this summer, and I have never, not once, regretted not having my "perfect" beach wedding.
Sorry to ramble, but thanks for allowing me to share.

As long as the photos are good.
And so sorry for the loss of both your parents. 

