Blogger is being weird, so for some reason, it pushed this old post to the top of my page. I published this post two summers ago, when Ben was deployed and I was getting ready to go to France for two months. We weren't married yet, or even engaged, but I was dreaming of our wedding day, and it's funny, but nearly everything went exactly how I'd hoped it would go. It's funny how life works out, isn't it?
today is a beautiful day.
the sun is shining, it's currently 77 degrees in Rochester, NY, and i feel cute.
also, b called this morning!!!!
i was in the middle of brushing my teeth, foamy mouth and all, and i hear a random ringtone coming from my purse.
it's him, calling all the way from eastfreak nowhere.
we got to talk the whole time i was driving to work :)
on speaker of course
also, we have a skype date tonight.
so i am doing just fine.
i've had bad dreams about getting married lately.
so to get rid of those, i'm planting images of
beautiful, happy weddings in my head.
and i've decided that in my dream wedding, here's how it'd go down:
this sweet little lace dress from here
a gorgeous colorful bouquet, like this one from here
and we would read this, by Pablo Neruda:
“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where.
I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way
because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you,
so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand,
so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”
then we'd say i do, kiss, and live madly in love ever after.