|I was shooting for healthy glow and got "five minutes too long in the tanning booth."|
This is the morning I got married, about to drive to the Salt Lake LDS temple with my mom.
Man, do I look like I know what I'm doing. I'm confident. All is well.
But inside I was like, holy crap, moving to Tallahassee, Florida in four days. Everybody is going to be looking at me constantly, all day long. (You would think I would love that, but it was a bit much). I'm going to have to share a bed for the rest of my life.
Just so you know how tragic that last one was, this was my preferred sleeping position.
And there was the whole sex thing. (NOTHING! Twenty minute ceremony. EVERYTHING!)
Those four days before we moved away, we were saying goodbye to people and exchanging presents and packing. It was crazy. And I felt a little crazy. Tyler looked at me and said, "I just want you to be happy." There was some definite mist in those eyes as he spoke. I sat on his lap, put my arms around him, and became the Debra he knew for a few minutes.
I didn't snap back to myself until we started our drive to Tallahassee and I finally realized that I really liked the guy I had just married.
|Our awesome honeymoon road trip.|
Do you know what happened? I met some nice people in Tallahassee. I got some really beautiful photos of the wedding day. I learned how to sleep in a twin bed (half of a king) instead of a queen. That other thing worked out quite well (wink, wink).
Big changes are difficult for some people, and I am one of them.
But things tend to turn out OK.