-I’m not as good of an address-book-maintainer as I originally thought I was. And, as it turns out, having save-the-date recipients’ addresses is kinda important. Apparently knowing someone’s e-mail address, being their friend on Facebook or following them on Twitter will not be of benefit to the post office.
-I’m glad I journal regularly (Yes, I really am that dorky.) and that I make myself write in cursive in it. Otherwise I would have completely forgotten how to pen those loopy letters. I still managed to mess up about, oh, 15 or 20 envelopes because I couldn’t connect a “g” and a “y,” or I wrote the wrong first name or because I stumbled over Polish last names with lots of “z”s.
-On a related note, I have completely forgotten how to make a cursive uppercase Z. My apologies to all my early elementary school teachers.
-On another related note, I’m really glad we decided to get a personalized return address stamp. One address per envelope was a tall enough order.
-If you order more save-the-dates than you actually need, you get to plaster your own refrigerator with your smiling mugs.
Dozens of licked envelopes and cursive-penned addresses later, most of our save-the-dates (There are still a few addresses we need to obtain.) are in the hands of the US Postal Service and on their way to people we love in Ohio, Indiana, Tennessee, Massachusetts, Maryland, Colorado, Virginia, Pennsylvania, Oklahoma, North Carolina and South Carolina – whew, that’s a lot of places!
Thinking of these little wedding notices being dispersed across the country to our friends and family, I am simultaneously giddy with excitement and somewhat overwhelmed by the gravity of what sending these save-the-dates represents. I have no apprehensions whatsoever about marrying my best friend; what feels weighty to me is knowing we are officially asking more than 100 people to decide that our wedding day is important enough to set this date aside , forgo other plans and potentially travel several hours to spend it with us. I think it is really hitting me what we’re asking of everyone. Though I know that not everyone who is invited will come, those who do come will be making sacrifices of time and money to be with us and that’s both overwhelming and extremely meaningful.
More than anything, though, I feel extremely lucky. What a gift it is that we have so many people who mean so much to us. What a wonderful thing to have friends and family scattered all over the country. And what a ridiculously exciting thought that our wedding will be an occasion to bring many of them together.
Ending sentimental musings now.