Catch the bouquet...

I'm not sure if I mentioned it before, but a few months back I attended a lovely wedding in the Dominican Republic. I've attended a few weddings here & there, haven't been to a wedding I haven't enjoyed.

Like all weddings the bride tossed her bouquet to a bunch of single gals wishing to one day be in her place. I assure you in my 30 years of life, I had never bothered to catch it, either because I didn't care to be married, I was already married, or simply the thought of being married again terrified me...So I usually sat this part out.

Except this time... This time... I too was that gal wishing to one day be in her place. This time I held my long dress up, put my game face on & stated... I'M CATCHING THIS BOUQUET...

& jumped...

jumped like if my future wedding depended on this single catch.

& sure enough... I did... I caught the freaking bouquet.

I felt triumphant, Frolicked around the dance floor with my arms in the air, super excited & happy because I caught it...

This is me... way too happy to be holding the bouquet

which means I'm next...right?? 

Then when the excitement settled, I realized superstition can only get you so far, babygirl.

So there I was, still a single girl, except this time I had this bouquet in my hands... except this time I realized, HOLY SHIT... I want to get married. So bad, that I participated in foolish games simply because somehow the universe was going to make that happen for me just because I caught the bouquet.

If only it worked that way...

If you had asked me 3.5 years ago...(heck if you asked me 1 year ago) if I wanted to get married again, I'd probably laugh in your face, roll my eyes and say some type of snarky remark.

But somehow that changed this year...Not sure if turning 30 attributed to it, or if it was officially meeting someone I really wanted to be with (you'll hear about this story one day)... but somehow this year I became that girl that wanted the wedding again... I became the girl that saw her life with someone... I became the girl that jumps up to catch bouquets... I became the girl I thought I lost many moons ago...

& you know what... I don't mind her. I don't mind her one freaking bit. I love this new found want & desire to be open to a future with someone. I've been so closed to it that I had previously found myself in questionable situations and it makes sense why. I just wasn't ready.

Now I am...

Not to say that changes anything... you likely won't be getting wedding invites next month.... but who knows...maybe one day...

I did catch the bouquet after all... & they say it means I'm next...

You can't see me in this pic... But I assure you...I CAUGHT IT ...

xoxo
signs the girl that somehow believes in fairy-tales again...