The waiting is over. The planning is done. I don’t want to make any more decisions or give anymore instructions for ten years at least.
I had been sleeping very soundly until Emily woke up at 6:15 to get another blanket. That’s when I remembered what day it was, and that sick feeling just came flooding back. We got out of bed about an hour later and headed to the flower shop. They must have given us the wholesale price at Watanabe’s because we got out of there for about $40, albeit without the floral tape I had brought with me to the register.
Lindsey came over, we made bouquets, helped to pack up the stuff to go to the nature center, and did hair, and makeup. Before I knew it, I was putting on my wedding dress. We got in the car and scouted around Kaimuki for some red hibiscus to steal for my hair. We made Emily jump out of the car and clip some flowers out of someone’s front yard. It was all very sneaky, but they were perfect.
It was only after this, when we were about to get on the highway, that we realized we had forgotten the bouquets and had to turn back. Luckily, Lindsey knows some good shortcuts to Waimanalo, and we only ended up being 20 minutes late. We weren’t the last ones there, though, so it worked out perfectly.
The beach looked lovely and I couldn’t wait to see my love. I can’t remember ever having been apart from him for that long. I had so much to tell him, but I had to wait until the end of the ceremony before we could chat about our days. I also couldn’t give him a hug and a kiss, until the end, which was hard. But everything went well, and I somehow managed to fall even deeper in love with the man holding my hand through all this.
When we arrived at the reception, Brenda and Ryan had done a brilliant job of setting up the tables. They were absolutely beautiful. It was just how I imagined it. She took a box of junk and turned it into a fairy tale. That is true talent.
We had a little problem with the grill, so we didn’t end up serving dinner until about 7:30. Luckily, there was plenty of swiss and bacon dip. But my brother and his wife saved the day by cooking the burgers with some crazy combination of broiler and frying pan, and the food was amazing. We feasted, we toasted, and we even danced a little. I was happy.
The clean up and unloading happened mostly without me, but the runny nose I woke up with had started to become more prevalent, and I was yearning for a pillow. It was an absolutely beautiful day that could never have happened without the help of every single person present.
I am the luckiest girl in the world.