Let us start with "The Wedding". It was utterly fantastic. A true fairy tale! The rehearsal dinner was a blast. Everyone was so helpful and things were done so timely. All the boys came over for dinner afterward and we all devoured something like 9 pizzas. Cole and I hung out late and spent the night wishing we were already on our honeymoon.
The morning of the wedding came as well as the rain. But what a blessing! Cole and I had 9th grade english together Mr. Harris. The most interesting part of the whole semester was "The Heros' Journey". The journey begins with crossing the threshold into temptation and challenges. It's like a downwards spiral into to Hell. The world goes from known to unknown and the hero loses everything they ever had and ever were. Once the unknown is reached, the hero falls into the "Abyss" the most important part of the journey. Death of the old self occurs and then rebirth of a new hero. Rain is a symbol of rebirth and blessing, so that morning as it was pouring down rain, I knew Cole and I were thinking the same thing. We are doing the right thing. After the abyss the hero starts transforming, much like we have the past two weeks. We have transformed ourselves into spouses with long term goals and love that can never be broken. We then cross over into the known once again until we have to go through the heros journey again, but next time it will be together.
Now that my tangent is over, the wedding was beautiful. Like everyone always says, the wedding happened in a flash. One moment I was in my jeans and slipper watching the rain, the next I was standing at the alter looking into the eyes of the man that I cannot live without.
We had a short lived reception, full of awkward pictures and funky dances (mostly done by yours truly). We played our last song and headed out the front door. MISTAKE. I have NEVER... EVER, seen, tasted or felt so much bird seed in my life! It was in my EARS, my mouth, my boots, my dress and... EVERYWHERE. Total blast though and from what I heard the birds the next morning DEFINITELY appreciated it.
The honeymoon was our next stop. Oh, LORDY did we eat well! The first night was spent at the Meritage resort in South Napa (before the airport). It was beautiful! Probably my favorite hotel of any we have stayed in the last 2 months. Breakfast was then served in bed and was by far the tastiest breakfast I've ever had! We then headed down to Monterey where we stayed in the most luxurious waterfront hotel we had ever seen. 3 nights of fires in our personal fireplace, eating out at all the best restaurants, in room deep tissue massages and LOTS of warm bubble baths. I have never been so happy in my life.
But all honeymoons have to end, right? Most definitely. I will be the first to tell any woman out there, it's hard. Did we fight? Heck no!! It was much worse. 2 weeks and 1 day after our marriage, I had to say goodbye to the man I love, my best friend and my soul mate. Although it has been the plan since February, we still had to say goodbye. We spent the last 3 days together laughing, crying and not taking one moment for grantite. Time for him to leave came too soon. He sent me a message at 4am on May 25th (an hour earlier than intended) and said he had 3min to pack and get in the taxi and was headed for the airport. So much for getting dolled up! I was going for the 50's scene where the woman kisses her soldier and the world turns black and white... ha, right. So I scrambled to get ready and left my hotel. My room was only 8 miles from the airport, but the GPS got me lost and it took me 45min. I may not get to say goodbye... I then parked in Terminal A- Day Parking since B was closed and tried to find my way around the airport. Terminal A and B are NOT connected, go figure. I then had to go outside and find a tram that would take me to terminal B, all the while trying not to cry because I knew what was coming. I ran into the (correct) airport and gave him the biggest hug I could. We emptied the contents of my cute (11pm the night before) Walgreens gift bag full of goodies into his Army bag and headed towards security. All we could do the hold time was choke back tears and stare at each other. Once we reached the security check point the officer told me I had to leave. I have NEVER seen a man with the same look on his face like Cole did when he was about to say goodbye. It was like he was silently begging me to take his hand and we would both run somewhere that we could be together. I said goodbye and walked away from the security check point alone. I went outside and found the tram once again, trying to hold myself together. I probably looked like a crack head desperate for a fix, but I couldn't live with myself if I started balling in the middle of a crowded airline bus. I got in my car and waited. I waited for him to come running after to me, or to get in the car and buckle up like he always does, but he didn't. I just drove home, alone.
Not sure I should write anymore for tonight. There is plenty more stories to tell, but I feel like I'm just digging myself into a depressing hole.
Goodnight all!
30secs to Goodbye
Rehersal
