Planning our wedding has come down to a lot of little details and decisions: programs, linens, place cards, napkin colors, napkin patterns. And all these choices, sure, they felt important(ish) — after all, it's one of the most significant days of our lives, we're standing at the brink of forever, etc. But still, nothing has been quite so special as writing my own vows.
I know it's not the right option for everyone. Religion, tradition — weddings are all about honoring what means most to you, so original vows aren't always the best way to go. For us, though, it's been kind of incredible. There's just something kind of magical about writing that promise — about narrowing your big, sweeping, expanse of a love for that person into just a few short sentences.
All along people have been saying some version of the same thing: "It will hit you. At some point in this process, all the love and the forever and the weight of this day will hit you."
And wouldn't you know it, I've been hit — by the words, of course, always by the words. The surprising part, though, is that I didn't feel their weight. I felt their lightness.