As things seem to finally started to calm down and get settled, it still feels unreal that I am actually a wife now. Even more is that the only time I am going to have to part from my love is when the Army makes him.

First off, my wedding was jokingly being called tour wedding towards the end of all this. First we were just going to do the typical courthouse wedding back in March in New Mexico. Then finding out he would get some leave in June, we were planning it to have a very small wedding in my area on the beach and started making plans with that. After that, we found out he was going to have a lot more leave time (two weeks) and decided to move it up to his home town in Indiana (and it was an hour away from my mom's side of the family so I would still have guest). And since we did move it closer, his grandmother and her sisters pretty much handled ALL my wedding for me, so it was nice not having to have that extra stress/expenses as I was also dealing with finishing off the school year and moving out of my apartment. I was going to have my wedding at his grandparents' house, next to their gorgeous garden. We had a beautiful white tent, with not one, but two chandeliers, with nice white table and chairs to match.

After checking the weather all week long and we were supposed to have clear skies on my wedding day, Mother Nature decided to throw a curve ball and send us that morning a very cold, nasty, thunderstorm. While my maid of honor and I were getting ready to leave to get our hair and make up, I was sent this picture from my SO's aunt:



But I was told by his grandmother not to worry, just relax and concentrate on getting pretty, that my wedding was still happening. What I found out later, they were all going crazy trying to find somewhere to move the wedding. Thankfully his grandfather volunteers at the local youth center and he called in a favor. So once again 'tour wedding' was being moved to one final spot. I didn't have my fancy chandeliers after all (his mother actually found a broken piece in the yard and gave it too me) and luckily I never had a 'perfect dream wedding' so a bridezilla didn't come out of me with all the changes that happened (everyone kept complimenting me how calm I was being with everything). But hey, I still say we had one heck of a wedding and I got to marry my partner for life, and that's all that matters to me. Plus the only wedding detail I demanded was nice pictures, and from the preview the photographer sent us, I definitely have that!