I began this blog in May with the intention of sharing my journey from girlfriend to fiance to wife. But like every one else out there, my life hit a HUGE road block.
Monday, May 9, 2011, my fiance came to get me from my part time job early. It was my last week at this job because I was to graduate college that Saturday and you had to be a student to work there (read I was doing nothing and was not at all upset about the 3 hours of minimum wage I going to miss out on). John had done things like this before, a spontaneity I had grown extremely fond of.
It was a beautiful day so I assumed we would grab some ice cream and stroll around the canal in downtown Omaha, enjoying each others company and the nice weather. My assumption could not have been further from the truth. One of my aunts had gotten a hold of John because my dad had passed of a heart attack that morning.
John was coming to get me so we could immediately make the 600 mile trek from Omaha to Indianapolis so I could be with my family. Although the drive time was the quickest we had ever made the trip, it seemed like the longest trip of my life.
The cloudless, so perfect blue sky was almost taunting me. There was no way that such a dark day in my life could be this beautiful. I don’t remember stopping for dinner or gas or any of the normal things associated with a ten hour road trip. I do remember finally getting to my house and seeing my mom and siblings surrounded by our other family and friends. My mom gave me a big hug and told me she was so glad I was finally home before informing me what all needed to be done that week.
I never fathomed that I would spend my “senior week” picking a funeral home, getting certified copies of a death certificate, writing an obituary for the paper, selecting the music and readings for mass and just plain missing my dad.
The previous Sunday had been Mother’s Day and I spoke to him several times. In fact, the words “I am so glad my daddy gets walk me down the aisle” came out of my mouth as John and I headed to lunch with his mom. For almost the entire school year, we had been planning my family’s trip to Omaha for my graduation. We had the hotel picked, where dinner would be and even a bbq for John’s parents and siblings to meet my parents and siblings. Obviously all had to be cancelled. My dad’s sister and her husband did still come and they went to lunch with John’s parents and John and I after my graduation ceremony. And I couldn’t be more thankful for that. My mom was in no state to travel and it meant the world to me to have my family and my new family there.
And as I reflect on losing my dad in the midst of the happiest time of my life, I remember that your family will always be with you — in person or in your heart. The two brightest spots in the most hellish week were when I was surrounded by family and friends. And ultimately that is the most important part of a wedding: being surrounded by family and friends while celebrating the happiest day of your life.
So I am moving on with the happy part, and will recap all of the wedding decisions made so far in the coming weeks, I promise! (There is LOTS to talk about. Venue, colors, bridal party, engagement pics, picking a photog, and lots more!!)
Be sure to stay tuned for updates and I might throw in some giveaways here and there. I have lots of Pinterest crafts I want to try.