I'm married!

By Marjorie

You know that feeling of anxiety, the one that sits in your stomach like a fluttering butterfly, or the one that gives you a heightened sense awareness and makes you feel as though you put one too many shots of espresso in your morning latte?

After having that feeling for four months straight, it is finally gone.

Seventeen days ago, I kissed that feeling goodbye and instead, kissed my new husband for the first time, dolled up in a wedding dress that fit perfectly, standing next to the most amazing and handsome man in the world.

“I now introduce to you, Mr. and Mrs. Tyler Simoens.”

My life changed once those 10 words were uttered from the officiant’s mouth; months of stress were gone, butterflies were flapping like crazy in my stomach, but for all the right reasons, and my love for Tyler exploded into a feeling I never thought was possible.

I was married!

This was the moment I had been dreaming about since I was a little girl, and it just happened; the glory, the bliss, the life-high were indescribable, and the moment stood still.

All the months of planning and the stress of trying to make everything perfect were a challenge that, at that moment, reaped the biggest reward of my life.

The ceremony plays back in my head, over and over, and the vows are engraved in my heart. Somehow, Tyler managed to escape saying our vows with just watery eyes, whereas I could barely manage my quivering lip, and eventually, the tears began to roll down my cheeks.

Everything was so much more emotionally charged than I had ever anticipated. The rings, the “I do’s,” and everything in between made me feel as though I was in fairy tale and I was the princess.

The feeling has yet to subside, and I’m not sure it ever will.

It’s incredible how much more your heart can grasp on to someone else’s after those words are spoken and you essentially become one person. My love for Tyler grew exponentially that day, and I have a feeling it’s never going to stop growing.