Throughout the planning process, I’ve been repeatedly told, “this day is about you and JB.” After all, everyone watches the bride as she takes her graceful last few steps as a single woman. With six weeks before our wedding, I have broadened my thoughts beyond the bride and groom.
I’ve also heard classic, “you should have eloped,” comment from those who catch me buried in bridal thoughts. Every bride-to-be should know that a little bit of stress is expected. Despite all the planning, plotting and layers of white tool, I’ve learned that there’s simply no wedding without the bride and groom’s family.
These last few months have been filled with valuable memories- the best of which have been with my parents and grandmothers. They have all taught me that marrying the one you love will be the most rewarding life decision.
In previous posts, I have conveyed shortened versions of two beautiful weddings remembered by each of my grandmothers. The first was a story of finding and savoring love amidst the agony of the Holocaust. Ultimately, my grandmother Esther and her beloved Martin surpassed immeasurable hardship and thrived with a very specific mindset: they would live for all the good in the world.
49.5 years of pure happiness!
The other story, is one of tremendous love, promises of goodnight kisses and an incredibly fruitful marriage. My grandmother Gladys and sweet Selwyn filled their marriage with constant adventures, travels around the world, romantic surprises and contagious laughter.
53 years of excitement!
Lastly, I am aware that our wedding falls on an incredibly special, family weekend- Father’s Day. Many people have jokingly said, “This Father’s day your Dad will be giving you away.” What an unfortunate point of view! I am honored to link arms with my greatest role model as I walk toward my groom. There’s no passing of the bride from one man to another. I am lucky to know that both relationships are mine forever.
My strongest support as Sarah Drew and as the future Sarah Peterman.
As the RSVP’s continue to arrive, I check off each “yes” with growing excitement and gratitude. Although I love hearing stories about couples that have successfully eloped under the Eiffel tower or the starry skies of isolated beaches, I can’t imagine saying “I Do” without my family.