Two Weeks in.. Forever to go

Two weeks ago, I took one of the biggest leaps in life. I got married! I married my best friend, my partner of 6 years. I frickin officially have a husband.

If you asked me a few years ago if this would ever happen. I definitely would have shrugged my shoulders and been like… ask him! It’s up to him! It’s all on him. Because if you knew us then you knew it was him.

It’s been a hectic 2018. Not bad hectic! More of a where-did-the-year-go sort of crazy. It’s now December the 1st and I’ve already been married two weeks.

Two weeks later, I’m still finding I have moments where I have to think about whether or not it was all true, moments where I think back and wonder how and why the day went by so fast!

I’m proud to say that I have no regrets that I can remember. I (of course) have those moments where I wish things could have been better! But I’m so happy that I can proudly say that I actually enjoyed my wedding day.

Would I say it was worth all the tears throughout planning? I’m not sure. All I know is… we survived! We made it! We officially tied the knot with no casualties.

Life as a married woman? Not much difference yet it’s only been two weeks it’s still early days, there’s been no immediate changes. We still live together, enjoy each other and are slowly returning to norm such as work.

Learning lessons or my goal this week; control my mouth. Think before I speak. Remember the kindness, respect and love.