Our Wedding Day- Part 1
The morning of our wedding, I had such a hard time sleeping. So much so, that by 5:00 a.m. I was up and about. It didn’t seem real, honestly, nothing about the day seemed real. The idea that I was getting married just seemed like so much of a dream that the fact it was happening just seemed so surreal. At 5 a.m., it didn’t seem like there was much to do. We weren’t supposed to get our hair done until 9, and no one was awake yet.
I wanted to try and feel grounded, I knew it would be a huge day, and the only thing that seemed right was to read my Bible. I honestly couldn’t tell you where I read that morning, but it helped make me feel at peace. I felt so at peace that I fell asleep on the couch for another hour and a half!
After waking up for a second time, Taylor was also finally up, and we got a chance to talk for a while. The whole day, I just never seemed like I had enough time to talk to anyone. Fortunately, I had this time with Taylor; that was really special to me.
After my time with her, I took the opportunity to write my prayer for Wyatt and our marriage. Before this, Melissa had gifted me with a beautiful little booklet that I was able to write in. That book will be something that I will always cherish. Not only because it was a thoughtful gift, but also because of the special role it played in the day.
After a bit longer, a couple more of my girls got to the barn with coffee, and at the same time, Kaitlin also got there early to start on my hair. This time was so much fun; I loved spending it with so many special ladies. These girls truly made the day run so smoothly; whenever I needed anything, they were always so willing to help. I wish I had gotten to spend more one-on-one with each of them to tell them just how much it meant to me that they were there for me (hopefully each of them reads this so they know).
The next few hours really were a whirlwind. There were a few crises to avoid, small hiccups to fix, and some wrinkles to smooth out. But ultimately, we all made it to the church, mostly in time, but more importantly, before it started raining.
We took a few pictures, then it was time for me to get dressed. I went to a side room with my mom and sister and stepped into my dress. I moved towards the window so they could put in my veil, and that’s when the rain came. Almost as soon as I moved to face the window, the rain started to pour down outside.
For a farmer, a “million-dollar rain” comes just when you need it the most. This was Wyatt and I’s “million-dollar rain”. Any nerves, any issues, were washed away with the rain. It was my sign from God that this day was right, we were making the right steps, and most importantly, He is with us.
I will never forget that moment for as long as I live. It was at that moment that I felt more peace than I had ever felt before. It was beautiful, it was comforting, and it was divine.
