The Blogging Bride - Part 3
I’d like to say that my late night posting is down to my dedication to this blog but alas this would be a lie. At present I am struggling with sciatica brought on by a rotated pelvis. Don’t you love the human body? It totally does stuff it’s not meant to and unfortunately, most of that stuff is happening to my body.
So due to this I am not sleeping well and undergoing physiotherapy with a lovely lady in Leeds (I can’t remember her name).
So part 3 of my blog is:
Part 3: Working out where to start.
Ok so this should probably be part 2 but everyone knows that the dress is high on the priority list…
The one thing that hit us when we started planning all this was the fact that we had no idea where to start.
To make things a tad easier, we went through a few wedding magazines and made lists of things we thought we had to do.
First and foremost was the engagement:- Check!
Then it was telling people:-Check!
Then we needed to work out what type of wedding we were having, so where and who was coming….umm ok we hadn’t done that part.
My beloved Daddy was Catholic and so my brother, sister and I were also brought up in the Catholic faith. Sam, however wasn’t of any denomination and so it made sense for us to have a Catholic ceremony as I was the only religious one. I could have got married in a registry office or a C of E church but it wouldn’t have felt like I was getting married.
I’ve always gone to church regularly until fairly recently but I still feel connected to Catholicism. So it just felt right.
I was worried about the church part as I wasn’t sure how easy or difficult it may be for us to be married. We went to St Patrick’s in Huddersfield where we were wanting to get hitched and met up with the priest. He then spoke to us and asked a few questions. When we wanted to get married, who was Catholic and could I get my papers of baptism etc to him.
Then came Sam…I perhaps naively thought that Sam may have to undergo a long and difficult process for us to marry. On the contrary, it was 3 marriage classes and Sam pledging to bring up any children in the church.
The priest was amazingly helpful and really we couldn’t ask for anything more. The trick is to just plan for everything and not give yourself unrealistic goals.
