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So I heard one too many "too young" comments over the weekend and almost posted this as a facebook status:
I know people really can't help themselves and it truly has no lasting effects, but I hate when someone who tells me I'm too young to get married. I totally get it. People hear the news, ask my age and then think of some 19 year old they know that's not ready for marriage and instantly feel the need to warn me. Yes, many 19 year olds aren't ready for marriage, hell many of them aren't even thinking about it, but that's not me. Everyone's 19 is different. I know 19 year olds that are married with children, I know 19 year olds that drink 24/7, have no jobs and live with their parents, I know 19 year olds about to graduate high school. We all have different walks of life. The point is that whether or not my 19 lines up with your expectation, this IS my 19, this is MY life. In 12 days, with the support of our families, I will marry my best friend and the love of my life. Nothing you say is going to change that, so next time you feel the overwhelming urge to "warn" me, do me a favor and bite your tongue.
For obvious reasons I eventually decided not to post this on facebook, but I wanted to share anyway because I'm sure some of you have heard this. Normally I let the comments roll of my back, laugh and say something similar too, "Yeah..."
How do you respond?
The more responses I read, the more I realize that they're right. My advice was terrible. Don't respond her. Return the gift and leave it at that.
1) What was the highlight of your summer? The wedding and husband finally meeting my whole family.
2) Any last minute summer plans you are going to try to fit in before school starts? I hope we can paint our bedroom, and I would truly love to go to a concert.
3) What are you most excited for this coming semester? I'm taking three English classes and one of them is Shakespeare!
4) What are you dreading the most about school starting back up? School. I have the worst time trying to balance school, two jobs, and now a husband. lol.
I think I might be the youngest bride on here. lol. I'm 19 and my FI is 21 (he'll turn 22 the week before our wedding). We've been together for almost 7 years now. We did the on and off thing in high school, but have been together for the last 3 years solid. We moved in together in August of 2012, and he proposed the same month. We put of planning or telling our families for a few months because my grandfather, who I am very close to, was diagnosed with an aggressive form of cancer. In January we made everything "official" and started planning.
We've had rocky times while growing up, but we're both very mature for our age, traditional people with common values, morals and plans. I am in love with my FI, but I also love him for everything he is - the good, the bad, everything.
I've been off getting married and what not.
On Sunday, June 2nd, I became a Mrs. As some of you know my last semester of school was really hectic. I worked three jobs, went to school full time, planned the wedding and took care of my normal life. lol. I couldn't possibly do it without the help of my family and friends who were spectacular in helping plan and keeping me realistic with my DIY projects. The day itself was spectacular. I was really emotional (people in the recieving line actually called me a cry baby, lol), but it was the most special day that I have ever had. I'm so happy to have married my best friend and the love of my life.
We'll start at the beginning, I stayed up far too late the night before finishing my last minute projects. When we got to the venue that morning I sat down to finish my vows and ugly cried before my hair was even curled. lol. I also set up the tables.
Here's my bouquet (With a shot of my makeup getting done), a DIY I recreated off of an weddingbee post, and the head table. (That silver flat spot in the top of the bouquet is the ring (from a quarter machine) than DH originally proposed to me with.
Thank goodness for black and white, because I was already crying at this point, lol:
Before the ceremony
After we were both ready, I had one of the patience-trying moments of my life. We stood around this fireplace so we could hold hands, but he couldn't see me. Again, I have no idea why I was this emotional, but all I wanted in the world was to grab him and hug. My crying actually made the photographer tear up. lol.
Ceremony. After that shoot we were separated and waited for the ceremony to begin...
These are the three two year-olds that were in the wedding party. I got some warnings from TK users about children so young being in the wedding, but they were wonderful and they had a blast!
This was my last private moment with my grandfather before we walked outside. It was his 85th birthday.
Now I was barefoot and walking on small rocks, luckily I was able not to focus on my feet the entire time.
DH who looks like he just said something he shouldn't have, and the officiant - I call him Dad.
Of course I'm crying...
You may kiss the bride...
Receiving line. (This is one of my favorite pictures, DH hugging Grandpa) Many people in the receiving line called me a cry baby. Not like it wasn't the most important day of my young life, right?
WP Pics. This part was so much fun!
We recreated the Bridesmaids cover!
Matching the cake topper pose:
Reception We eventually made it back to the reception
Cake It was set up a little crooked, but it was still beautiful, and delicious.
But he gave some right back...
There was birthday cake for Grumpy, but we forgot about it until late in the evening.
Toasts. Cried throughout both the bridesmaid's toasts.
Best man toast:
Last picture, our rings.