I'm very lucky to have my sister. The wedding is in 45 days...and time is really starting to fly. I'm getting RSVP's in the mail or through my website http://nelsonandlevato.weddings.com, which is really awesome and a great way for me to track the guest list. Some friends are also signing the guest book there and sending their best wishes, which is awesome! Technology is a beautiful thing. We've been able to post pictures from the events like the engagement party & bridal shower and details for places to stay, etc for the out of towners! Chris has also been able to tend to a lot of the details that require local attention, along with planning the bachelorette party.
In the next week or so I'll need to send the dj a finalized music list, make sure mom has paid the florist the remaining balance, ensure that Kirk has the men's gifts under control and gotten his tux measurements. I'll also need to send the signed updated contract for the reception hall.
It's funny because as I look back into our childhood I'm reminded of how Chris and I used to torment each other. I used to be the older sister who wanted to experiment on things that she was curious about...like if you punch someone in the stomach--does it really hurt? So I'd use her as a guinea pig...and she'd be cool with it until it actually hurt. Then she'd cry and tell on me. Or as we got older, if I'd be talking on the phone to a boy, she'd be driving me crazy either trying to distract me or listening in until I'd have to chase her down and threaten her with bodily harm. I was always the more physical one...LOL!
Now that we're older I crack up...she's always got a friend she is dying for me to meet when I come to town. Someone who feels they know me already. And it never fails...she's always telling me how they remind her so much of ME! Some of her best friends now that she's an adult are people that remind her of me. Of course my best friend is a nurse like her! So what does that tell you? LOL!
Mom with Judy's daughter!
Sis (Maid-of-honor), Kurt (Step-dad), Tux the cat, Mom, Me, Aunt Norma & Phyllis (cousin)
....my life as Kat Nelson will end and I will officially become a member of the Levato family. What does that mean for me? Probably not a lot in the day to day of my life. But as a whole? Everything will change.
No longer will I be a single unit, but I will be a partner, a help mate. Decisions will no longer be made solely with me in mind, but will now be looked at from the aspect of what's best for US. It's not that I wasn't already doing this subconsciously. Let's face it, we've been living together for 15 years. You don't survive that kind of relationship without learning a thing or two. But now it will be based on a vow we'll be making in the eyes of God, our families and friends, each other and the law.
Several people who've known me for a while have asked if I'm getting nervous yet. If I'm getting cold feet. If I'm starting to freak out. I mean let's face it, I've had committment issues. Whether it's due to the relationship I witnessed from the parental units or not, it's the truth.
But the funny thing is, I'm steady as could be right now. I'm feeling rock solid. Calm, even. Because I feel like this is where I'm meant to be and this is the right time. The truth is that I love Kirk. I couldn't picture spending my life with anyone else! And I trust him.
The real reason behind my committment issues before was always misunderstood. It wasn't because I was afraid to make a committment. It was because I believe in marriage vows and that they should last forever. I don't take that lightly. I don't rush into things thinking about the "outs". When I make that committment and give myself 100%, that's IT for me. I throw myself wholeheartedly into everything I do. I don't know how to hold myself back. So I took a while to get to here. And there's no doubt in my mind that the party's just beginning.
Next come children... My family's taking bets on how quickly we can make that happen. LOL! I think my sister's hoping for a honeymoon niece or nephew.
Only God knows...because we're leaving that in his hands.