The worst best day of my life 

The worst best day of my life 

June – eighteenth – Twenty Sixteen

This day will always be popping into my head.

-We should have cleaned the hall floors first. They were gross. (My poor mom mopped the whole hall after we left. She’s the best.)

-We should have hung more lights. It was very cavelike.

-We should have asked the DJ to lower the music a bit. Poor older guests. 
-we should have spent more time making rounds and saying hello to people who traveled so far instead of limiting ourselves to a certain area.

-The “okay” should have been given for people to start eating BEFORE we arrived. 

-Pictures take a long time.

-The caterers were supposed to cover the buffet tables with tablecloths and serve the food. Not watch people wait in line. Would have gone so much faster. 

-The Air Conditioner needed to be on full blast and it wasn’t. 

-for the first hour we had so many drinks and no ice. 

-Someone should have removed the guy in the khakis and pink polo who was yelling a lot. Tyler and I did not know him and he became intoxicated before the reception even started. “Please, don’t hug me.” (Not cool.)

My anxious soul will dwell on all these things for hours if I let it. When I should be focusing on one thing….

June – Eighteenth – Twenty Sixteen

I said “I do” to the man God picked for me. I chose to submit (yes, Submit) to someone who strives everyday to bring me joy and make me laugh. Who prays with me, encourages me, loves me and never lets me doubt my self worth. This man is so different from most other men I have met. He is devoted,trustworthy, faithful and respectful. My Tyler. 

In front of friends and family I looked at him and vowed to love, honor and obey. I meant every word.

When I think back on this changing day in my life I don’t want to be focusing on all the things that could have been better. 

I wanna see the look on his face when my father walked me down the aisle. The nervous grip of his hands on mine as pastor gave a Gospel message. The love in his eyes when he said his vows. And finally the smile he had when we were pronounced and he got to kiss his wife! Those are precious memories to me. 

Hindsight is 20/20. But I will choose to look ahead. And thank Jesus for the insignificant mistakes that make these special moments things to be treasured. 

-The new Mrs. Williams 

John 15:12

“This is my commandment, That ye love one another, as I have loved you.”