Six months from the very moment I’m writing this, my pastor will be on the verge of announcing, “I now pronounce you man and wife….”
My left hand has been glittering like a tween’s over-shadowed eyelid for four months.
And I’ve been dreaming about this pase of my life since even before I realized boys didn’t actually have kooties.
I don’t know about you, but I always thought I’d want a nice, long, relaxed engagement — a year and a half or so. By the time Danny proposed, though, I was just counting how many months we had to wait before we could reasonably expect we’d be able to pull off the kind of wedding we envisioned. Now, almost at the midway point of the engagement, I’m trying to savor every day, and every step we take that moves us closer to marriage, and the wedding of my long-ago dreams.
For a few years now, I haven’t been so good about keeping up to date in my journal entries. I blame my lack of productivity now on my overactive journaling from my teen years, when I racked up a hand-cramping 1,800 pages of diary musings between the start of middle school and my second year of college. But what I have done to keep a clear record of these great Engagement Adventures is to keep a list of significant dates — and not so significant dates. For example, my most recent entries include:
April 9 — Booked honeymoon!
April 16 — Attended bridal show at Simply Roses, Ormond Beach, with Tiffany and met vendors
April 20 — Received copies of This Momentary Marriage by John Piper from Amanda (maid of honor)
April 22 — Planned bridesmaid gifts
April 28 — Began designing invitations
May 7 — Six-month-mark; third marriage counseling session
I know I’m going to treasure this timeline — because I’m that kind of sentimental person. I’ll treasure it all the more because I’m not journaling every detail about my dress shopping trips and the DJ interviewing process. Once the wedding is over, I plan to keep a copy in the photo album with our engagement pictures to help me relive the engagement again and again, one date at a time.