I was browsing my Facebook feeds when I stumbled on some wedding pictures by some high school classmates. They attended the wedding of one of our classmates, just recently. I am not very close t my high school classmates. In fact, my best bud in high school came from a different section. If I can turn back time, I really wish I can be a little closer to them and give the saying high school life is the best a chance.
Speaking of turn back time and that wedding, I sort of remembered how hubby and I did our own wedding. Compared to many who plans and prepares for their big day, six to twelve months ahead, we did ours in barely three months. Thankfully, we pulled everything off through the help of our loved ones.
My mom has some really close priests and through that, we were able to book a beautiful church with our preferred date. We even got our priest celebrant as our godfather! And we are so thankful that there is a multi-purpose hall near our church. We were blessed to be allowed to use it as our wedding reception for FREE! As for the caterer, my mom also helped us in this area through our friends in the church. We were able to get a very affordable package. Our flowers were also arranged by people from our church and so is the wedding day coordination.
There is just one thing that almost slipped, the wedding invitations. A month on to the wedding preps, hubby got a little accident and injured his left foot. He had a fracture and had a cast, which prevented him from walking a lot, even driving! Because of that, we were not able to visit the popular place where to get gorgeous yet affordable wedding invitations. We almost resorted to a print your own wedding invitations scheme as it is the most convenient for us. But a parent in the school where my mom works offered their services and we took it. Bad idea. We did not like the invites so much. We should have pushed through with printing our own invites.
Anyway, past is past. Lesson learned and shared.
Oh I love wedding preps even if it gets a little stressful at times. I hope I get to do it again.