The Night Before

It's the night before our wedding. In so many ways it feels like it's taken an eternity to get here, and in so many other ways it feels like it would never get here. It felt almost like a dream during tonight's rehearsal... like we were playing pretend wedding. I have never been so sure of anything as I am that D is the man for me to spend forever with, and I can't possibly put into words the emotions that I'm feeling tonight. Thankfully, the emotions I'm not feeling are stress, anxiety or worry. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that things will go poorly tomorrow. I know there will be things that I wish I could change, but I also know that tomorrow will be utterly perfect, because, after all, we will drive away as husband and wife.

On Sunday morning we depart for a week in Costa Rica, something that my soul is itching for. Not just the opportunity to bathe in the sun, explore the beach and rain forest, and, um, you know... but for us, it will be the first time traveling alone together and the first real time that we've ever had to completely disconnect from the rest of the world and just... be. What a gift it will be to spend those days together as a married couple without the interruptions of the daily world. Tonight we slipped away together after the rehearsal dinner for a few precious moments over a glass of wine reflecting on the week and discussing what tomorrow may hold. I so cherish this man that understands me, cherishes me, and values the life that we will have together. So, dear friends, the soon-to-be Mrs. Polka Dots & Protein Bars, bids you adieu for the next week.