I woke up this morning and immediately thought of where I was supposed to be, and what I was supposed to be doing. Today was supposed to be one of the best days of our lives... After a 400+ day countdown, it's so unbelievable that we aren't at the finish line. I'm grateful that we got legally married 2 months ago, but I am sad that I'm not ever going to wear my wedding dress to walk down the sandy beach of Punta Cana. We are rescheduling the wedding to a small event in my hometown, but it isn't my dream, and all of the little details we planned won't come to fruition. We also have no idea when we will be able to have the backup wedding, and the uncertainty is killing me.
Today feels like a true goodbye. Through all the cancelling and rearranging plans, I hadn't truly felt this sad until now. I know that I'm not alone, and that so many of you are losing your dream date, your dream venue, and your dream wedding... I hope this serves as a reminder that despite terrible things going on in the world, you are still suffering a loss. I hope each and every one of you have the support you need to make your "would have been" day as good as can be. My heart goes out to all of you!