A Day of Firsts

It has been one month since my wedding of firsts.

First wedding plane ride.

First wedding not in the Midwest.

First time sleeping next to a dance floor (yes it was in a room, and yes I was supposed to be there :) ).

First time attending gift opening.

It was scary, nerve-wracking, beautiful and wonderful at the same time (now I sound like a Taylor Swift song), so I thought I should share a little more about it here.

After 6 hours of traveling I made it to Table in the Wilderness in Cennteniel, Wyoming. Whereas I may have been lacking sleep, I certainly was not lacking adrenaline, and neither was the bridal party.

It's been almost 3 years since this post. This adventure. This moment of newness.

Rather than reflect on the past, I cannot wait for you to help me embrace the future.

Thank you to those of you who have been here since the beginning.

Thank you to those of you who met me in the middle.

And WOW! Thank YOU for being here. Reading this. Supporting me.

I am so thankful for every single one of you and your part of this journey.