Six Weeks

In six weeks I will be Mrs. Brad Williams. It's a happiness, excitement, and anticipation I can't even begin to describe to you. I've been waiting 25 years for this day and its almost here. I dream of seeing his face when I'm walking down the aisle. I can't wait to say "I Emily, take you Brad to be my husband..." I feel like I've been waiting my whole life to promise forever to this man. There are other feelings too. I wish there were words to accurately describe them.


I'm nervous. I pray every night that this is what's right for us. I love Brad and not being with him seems like the worst kind of hell I could ever imagine, but is there ever a way to know that this is the person you're supposed to spend the rest of your life with? I don't think so, but I just keep praying that God, and love, will always guide us where we need to be.

I'm stressed. I've heard people say that planning a wedding is horrible. They weren't lying. Stupid things you never think about, like napkins? Believe me, they will cause you every kind of problem possible and then when you think you've finally got it figured out...? You don't. Everyone will offer to help you, and then when you ask them to, you're suddenly "Bridezilla". You're the go-to-person for any and all questions, and I kind of get this. I mean, it is YOUR day. Yes, its the groom's as well, but everyone knows that if somethings wrong, you're the one who cares, but after the 80th person calls you with another dilemma, you really don't anymore. The vocalist asked me to choose songs. Seemed like a simple enough of a request. Oh no. So not. Finally after stressing myself to the hilt, I just said, You pick the songs. I don't care. And I really don't. You get to a point, where all you care about is seeing checkmarks next to the items on your to do list.

I'm scared that I won't know how to be a wife. Being a girlfriend, fiance, etc., is hard enough. I can defer any and all decisions related to Brad, straight to him, claiming "I'm just the girlfriend." Now I'm the wife. That's a lot of a responsibility I think.

I'm giddy. The other day, I was making our hotel reservations for our wedding night and the lady said, "Name?" and I responded as I always do. "Emily Gehrig." My stepdad was with me and said, "Not gehrig, Williams. It will be Emily Williams" WEIRD! Lol but such an amazing feeling. Granted my initials will be be EW :) but its nice in a way.

I'm tired. Working full time night shift and then trying to rouse my lazy butt out of bed to talk with all the people who plan and work during the day bites.

I'm in love. In love with everything about my day. My perfect dress that was everything I never knew I wanted, my beauty and the beast fur cape, my red shoes, my gift box cake, brad's special, secret groom's cake, my bouquets, my decorations, but most of all Brad. I can't wait to say I do and then celebrate the beginning of our lives together.