Working Wives & Bachelorettes: From Bachelorette to Working Wife

Welp, it’s over. A year and a half worth of planning, and it’s over. And honesty, I feel like I can breathe again. Bittersweet.

Do I ‘feel’ different ? Maybe a little. I’m just finally complete. It’s awesome, knowing you will be with someone forever. And who better to spend forever with than my best friend?

Love is a crazy thing… One day, you are playing mini golf as friends, and the next thing you know, you are so head-over-heels in love, they are all you think about every day. The kind of I-can’t-wait-for-this-work-day-to-end-to-see-you kind of love. I have this love. Not to say that the new, shiny ring around my finger validates what I feel in my heart, but as our minister said at the ceremony, it’s a symbol. We are complete. We don’t belong to each other, we belong with each other.

August 31, 2012, was and will always be one of the most memorable days of my life, filled with so much love and support from 300 friends and family.

Best.Day.Ever.

Perfection doesn’t even begin to describe it. Everything just fell into place. All my worrying, panic attacks, terrible dreams were for not. We pulled it off. We put together an amazing day to share with amazing people. And it was perfect.

Nick and I have been blessed with two of the most loving and supportive families. We have them to thank for being such incredible role models and providing us with prime examples of what true love is and should be.

30 years from now, I imagine my feelings will be no different. I am complete. I can breathe. I can take on the rest of my life with my best friend - new experiences and adventures to look forward to as husband and wife. (A week and a half later, I am certainly not used to the word Husband or being called Mrs. Irvine).