It was really beautiful and even though I had a bit of a hard go when I left today I knew that I had a bunch of great women rooting for me all over the continent!
And of course Bob.
Here's a picture of me in that dress I had to alter and the shoes I had to track down. I had people I had never met tell me how much they loved my dress. I still think I look like a tank in it but hey, it's the best I could do. (Hmmm, this program won't let me crop so you get the full shot)
In the end, there isn't a picture of just Bob and I although I did do a family shot. I think my dad has a picture of Bob and I together before I got down on the dance floor. Bob asked me to sit at one point because he was worried I was going to stroke out. It's something I've always had a problem with, I get overly hot, very fast and my face becomes beet red. I'm thinking I may have to talk to the doc and see if there is something I can do about it. It's part of the reason I don't work out. I get so hot that I can barely stand it. We have a tread mill and I only get on it when no one will see and I wear next to nothing. TMI? It's actually the reason I swim for exercise but I figure it's not a good thing for my body to not know it's over-heated. I get out of the pool crazy dizzy.
Maybe I should be using Google to find the answer but the last time I did that (last week) I freaked myself out so bad about this huge rash I have that I had to get to a doctor NOW. It's not contagious and it's not a fungus (that's what freaked me out because they were talking about how you would have to wash your entire house in fungicide and stuff and well, you know I'm lazy) other than that, I don't have a clue because I went to an after hours clinic and the doc didn't seem to want to share her diagnosis. I finally asked, well, when will it clear up and she answers 'if it's what I think it is it'll be about 5 days before it *starts* to get better'. At that point I gave up asking questions (I asked about contagious, fungus and then how long and finally I realized it was a minute to the close of the clinic and she wanted out!) But she was right and it's getting better - my friend said she thought it was a spider bite. Ouch!
As you can see I'm just rambling all over the place but I'm trying not to over analyse the day. I cried during the ceremony (I was a bit of a mess and I had no kleenex - way to think ahead) and then there were just moments of hurt that I had to squash down.
Oh and kids!! The kids were everywhere (12-14 from 14 months to 11 yrs) and I loved it. So we watched the kids run and play in the fields (it was in the country) and we sat with the brothers and their family. It was a good time.
I keep telling myself that it's the cycle of life. People move from friendships into family units.
On that note, I'm exhausted and am now going to veg out for a bit.
Thanks for giving me strength and propping me up!