Years ago, a local morning news show had a segment called Wedding of the Weekend. Viewers could send in their wedding videos for them to show on Mondays.
So the wedding of this past weekend on my mind today was my daughter's. I... am.... so.... tired today but in a great way.
Leading up to the big day, I had several long, stressful work days and dealt with DH being sick for the better part of the last four weeks. Throw in the nervousness I felt about seeing my ex-inlaws again, worried about what they would think of me. I was a constant swirl of emotions.
When I left early yesterday to head to my daughter's place to get ready, I was not sure DH would make it. He looked awful.
This was not a traditional wedding. They did it their way and it was more wonderful than I expected.
It was held at a Chicago rock club venue, decorated in environmentally friendly decorations from Etsy.com. Her bouquet, our corsages and boutonnieres (also from Etsy) were made of wood. They were beautiful.
Her dad didn't "walk her down the aisle". She and my son-in-law walked in together, on a runner that has been in the family since her great grandparents married in 1935.
There was no white dress, no daddy/daughter dance. Instead of lighting and joining candles, they had single malt whiskeys they mixed together to make a blend of whiskey. I have to listen to the explanation again that the officiant gave. It was actually touching.
It was great to see the ex-inlaws. All of his aunts and cousins seemed genuinely happy to see me. Lots of hugs and happy crying. Lots of dancing and singing. Best of all, DH got himself together and made it. He was charming and social when I thought for sure he'd look grumpy, I mean I would if I was in that shape. He managed to stay through the whole evening and is feeling a little better today.
My daughter has overcome several challenges over the years, so to watch this event come to life due to her amazing planning and creativity was breath-taking. So many people commented how they felt so much love during the evening, even the older relatives who I thought would be put off by the unconventional event.
It wasn't what I imagined for her when she was a little girl but I'm so happy they did it their way.
I'm going to bed early tonight. Here's to a week of getting back on track.