Now that I'm "on the other side" I have so much to say to that panicky bride-to-be. I wish I could go back in time and hand myself a strong drink and this letter.
Let me begin by saying that this time of craziness and planning will be soon be a memory. Tablecloths and flowers will no longer plague your every waking thought. Before you know it you'll be a married woman and your biggest decision will be what color to paint the bedroom.
Sometimes you get so overwhelmed you wonder if this is even the right decision. Marriage seems so HUGE, so eternal. And you weren't exactly voted cleanest roommate in college, so you wonder how the heck you're going to be a decent housewife.
You're weird about "signs"; I know. But trust me, none of this is a sign that you should put the marriage thing on hold. It's nothing more than a result of good old-fashioned overthinking. You have good instincts; trust them. And trust that God will be with you every moment.
Don't worry about the future. I know--you think you're destined to be a boring little preacher's wife at some backwoods church for the rest of your life. But God will give you and Trevor big dreams, regardless of where you're at. Learn as much as you can during this time. You'll be amazed at how much easier it is once you accept that this is where God's called you to be for this season.
Being married is even more fulfilling and exciting than you ever imagined. So don't you dare listen to a single negative comment about how you're too young to get married and you're throwing your life away. I mean, honestly. Those people clearly don't know that you're a virgin.
Marriage is so comfy. It's natural. You'll see what I mean.
Plus you get to hang out with a hot guy all the time. Major bonus right there.
That's not to say that marriage doesn't teach you lessons that you'll have to learn the hard way. You're about to learn how selfish and prideful you really are. But you're going to grow so much and become a better person for it.
You're wedding day will be perfect. There. Now you can stop stressing about it, sheesh.
Now go hug Mom and Dad for everything they're doing for you and get some sleep.
P.S. Um, do you seriously think that boob tape from Target is going to work? Might want to rethink that one. Thanks.
And stop wearing so much eyeliner, geez.