Well, Tim and I are officially married! The wedding day could not have been more perfect. Everything went perfectly and the whole day was literally a fairy tale dream. I held it together pretty well, too (surprisingly). I was relatively calm the whole day. It wasn't until Mom put my veil on that I felt a rush of emotion. "This is really happening!" Then one more time when Dad and I were about to walk down the aisle together. He kept telling me to tell him funny stories so he would laugh instead of cry. I told him some funny stories from growing up that actually helped me laugh too. Maybe he couldn't believe it was actually happening either. What a special few moments with my Dad. It was so amazing to realize that every person in that room was there for US. To show us love, support, and share in our joy. I will never forget the day and I hope I never forgot how I felt.
Here's the thing: my relationship with Tim was and is a total and complete miracle. We are two completely opposite personalities, opposite backgrounds, and to be honest, there were a few times during the past few years that I was just ready to throw in the towel. But when I was hopeless, Tim was hopeful, when I was down, he picked me back up and encouraged me. The Lord literally laid down layers and layers of grace on the pavement of our journey together. He made a way for us when neither of us saw the path. I am so grateful for the Lord's direction and His evident love displayed to both Tim and myself. He gave us a miracle, He moved a mountain. I know now firsthand beyond a shadow of a doubt that my God is GOOD and he is ABLE. I say that not because I got what I want, but because I believe it to be true.
Some people have asked what it feels like to be married. Well, it's hard to explain. It's hard to explain what it feels like to be the most important person in someone's life; to look down at your left hand and know that someone is depending on you, believes in you, and wants to share their life with you; to know that you get to spend every day with your best friend. Sometimes I get so overwhelmed when I think about being blessed with these things, being blessed with Tim.
Some have also asked what it's like to have lived on your own for 7 years and then be married. Well, some may say I got married "late" or "older in life." Which could be true I suppose (I am 29 years old now), but I don't see it that way. I see it as just the right time; the perfect time. I wouldn't trade my 7 years on my own for anything. I have learned so much about myself, about others, and about God. I know that I wouldn't be the person I am today without having gone through that stuff. (Not to say I don't still have a long way to go with a lot more to learn!)
So far the transition has been pretty seamless. It's not my house anymore, it's our house. In some strange way, it's like it has always been that way. I am sure there will be little surprises along the way, but for now I am enjoying the newness and the fun ways we are learning this together. I was telling a friend the other day that sometimes at night I just look over and see Tim there and literally feel giddy with delight and glee. Sounds silly but I asked her if that feeling fades. Of course I knew the answer before I asked, but part of me hopes that I will always be able to hold onto a shred of that giddiness and feel just as happy, thankful, and blessed in 10 years as I do today.
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