I had a beautiful wedding. It took place in a stone Amphitheatre during a North Carolina summer. It had rained every day for a month that July, so when the sun shone on my wedding day, an emerald shimmer reflected back. The graceful rise of the arena was dotted with simple white chairs, which exquisitely complimented the white roses. My bridesmaids looked like sapphire jewels nestled amongst the grey stone steps. The groom and his men, handsome in well-tailored tuxedos, were a stunning contrast. Then I, the bride, walked down the aisle in an ill-fitting, too short, too baggy prom dress, complete with a too long veil that didn’t match. No joke, I was a sight, and not a good one either.
I have regretted this choice ever since. I’ve never been one to “dote” on myself. Never let anyone spend money on me. I wasn’t worth all that, I thought. A prom dress was all I required. After all, it was white. I had my chance to be the center of it all. My one day to spoil myself. My one day to feel like Cinderella. And I blew it.
Or so I thought.
My husband is well aware of my regrets. I try to hide it, but he knows I have pity parties in front of the TV, watching Say Yes to the Dress and consuming too much ice cream in one sitting. He knows I have Alfred Angelo bookmarked on my computer. So, after a couple of stressful years when the kids and I lived in Virginia while my husband worked in Arizona, he came home one Friday and asked me if I wanted a gown.…and to renew our vows in Disney World.
I surprised myself at how instantly I became engulfed in tears.
It’s true, these years have been hard. We’ve faced many hurdles. Our family, our marriage, our health–all have been challenged and stretched to the limits. I have a brand new respect and appreciation for single mothers…and for prayer. Our situation is not likely to soon change, but this re-commitment is a way of letting me know he realizes just how difficult these years have been on me and that he doesn’t take it for granted.
So this is Part One. I can’t exactly call it an engagement, but for lack of a better term, I will. Periodically, I will write on the experiences I encounter in working with Disney Weddings and the whole process. I hope you will stay tuned! I am especially excited for my visit to an Alfred Angelo boutique, coming soon to a Disney Driven Life near you!
Princess Ami grew up going to Disney World when it was young and very small in comparison to today. It was a “World” that spanned only the Magic Kingdom resort area and the E-ticket was king! Disney World grew and Ami did with it, savoring every moment and change. Now that they are both knocking on 40, Magic Kingdom does its Disney magic with 3 more parks. It’s probably not a coincidence that Ami now experiences that new magic with 3 more princesses in tow. The girls are growing up addicted to the magic just as their mom did. Married to Prince Scott, Ami is gradually converting him over to the pixie dusted side! In addition to writing Disney infused blogs like www.disneyparkgoddess.blogspot.com and www.faithtrustandpixiedusted.blogspot.com, Ami is a singer in her Virginia church’s contemporary praise band and a self-proclaimed foodie.