Me and My Cup of Tea

4 years ago I was sitting in a tent in my parent’s backyard enjoying the prefect cup of tea in the special mug my mom always gave me on special occasions, or just because – depended on the day. Our bridesmaids were on their way to my parent’s, the photographer had just arrived, and my soon to be Mother in Law has shown up to decorate the tent. But that was on hold for 5 minutes. My mom gave me 5 minutes to just sit in the tent and breath and have a quiet moment before the craziness of the day set in.

It’s a really good book!

Most people who encountered me that morning didn’t know what to say. I wasn’t the crazy bride wondering if everything was perfect. I wasn’t running around making sure everything was perfect. Because my heart was at peace. I knew that the only thing that really mattered at the end of the day was that Brian and I were married. The rest was a big party. So I sat and read my book (well reread Angels and Demons by Dan Brown), sat and waited for my stylist to get there to do my hair, checked in on the girls getting ready in the basement. Had a few quiet moments with everyone. Shed a few tears as my mom put my grandmother’s pearls around my neck. Gave my other grandmother a big hug and thanked her for letting me share her day. My dad’s parents were married on September 12th 55 years earlier. I’m so honoured that I get to share that day with her.

She shared her day with me.

Walking down the aisle, I was walking to my future. The look in Brian’s eyes and the way they lit up. The way my dad held my hand. Those are precious moments I will never forget. An hour and a bit after that Brian and I walked back down the aisle as husband and wife. The next two days were a bit of a whirlwind, with photos and dinner and a big reception the next day.

The day was important, but so is every day since then. The little things that happen day to day, and the big days too.

Today I’m sitting watching my little boy play and be silly, and I’m so thankful for the past 4 years. I can’t promise that every day has been perfect but every day has been a blessings. 4 years ago I was 24 and not sure what life had in store for me, but I was ready to take on whatever I came across. Today, I know that no matter what happens, I have an amazing husband who is by my side no matter what and holding my hand through any storm. We’ve been through job changes, and bedrest and the NICU, and now the uncertainty of what this pregnancy will look like. But Brian and I are here for each other. There have been days when I wonder how I would get through without him. How I would make it through those rough days of bad new while on bedrest, or in the NICU. But he never left my side, and I know he never will.

Next year we’ll celebrate 5 years together, and I know we’ll be celebrating so much more. A new baby in our lives, and god willing, my dad having a new lease on life. The next year holds so many blessings for us, and even though there will be rough days I know that I’ll be able to get through anything with Brian by my side.

Always there to hold my hand

 **all photos by Matt Symes of Symplicity photography

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One Response to 4 years

  1. Beautiful post Jacqueline! The sense of calm and mindset you described feeling on your big day is very reminiscent of my own. (Almost 3 years ago now for my hubby and me!) Wonderful that you share an anniversary with your grandparents as well!

    Congratulations as well on your new baby-to-be! Very exciting news. 🙂

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