D and I didn’t spend the night before the wedding apart. We talked about it briefly, but both agreed that it seemed unnecessary, logistically complicated, and that we each slept better when we were next to each other. I’m so, so glad we did it this way. The week leading up to the wedding was incredibly stressful, and crawling under the covers with him every night provided a brief, calm oasis.
I fell into a deep, exhausted sleep every single night that week except for the night before the big day. I tossed and turned, checked the time, counted sheep, and finally at about three in the morning as I lay there staring at the ceiling, worrying about the next day, I realized D wasn’t breathing his usual deep, sleep-driven breaths, and so I whispered into the dark “Are you awake?” His big strong voice boomed out “So awake” and we both started laughing uncontrollably.
The next morning before heading to the venue we stopped at Jo’s, my favorite Austin coffee shop that we’d been going to all week, and as I stood quietly in line to place my order I wanted to shout out “I’m getting married today!” But instead I just stood there smiling and smiling at the thrill of keeping such a big secret to myself.
We arrived at the venue at 8am for the run-through, before everyone scattered for their various wedding-related errands, and it was cold and crisp and dewey out. We were all standing around in the weak morning sunshine, with sleepy eyes and sleepy hair, in gym shorts or soft jeans and mismatched college sweatshirts. I kept thinking “Is this really happening today? In just a few hours? Am I really getting married?"
After we’d finished rehearsing, and I was headed to get my hair done, I got a call about a wedding mishap, and I calmly said “Thank you for this information, and I appreciate all your help, but for the rest of the day I don’t want to know if anything goes wrong. If you need get ahold of someone, please call our wedding coordinator.” And my phone didn’t ring for the rest of the day. Maybe nothing else went wrong, or maybe I was just too deliriously happy to notice.