A Time I Felt Beautiful

Today, I'm linking up (a day late) with Betsy for her link-up!  Her prompt was to talk about a time you felt most beautiful.

Everyone is going to say their wedding day aren't they?

Well too damn bad, I'm saying it too!

I have mixed feelings about my wedding day that I've talked about on here before.  Oh the wishes I have.  I wish I had lost some weight BEFORE the wedding not after.  I wish I had done my hair differently. I  wish I had done my makeup differently.  I wish I was in a better mental state.  I wish I was more comfortable taking photos.

But none of that mattered when, during the ceremony, I started to cry and my husband-to-be-in-a-second took my hand in his.  It seems like such a small thing, but Mike is not one for PDAs.  And we had explicitly told our wedding planner during the rehearsal that we would not be holding hands the entire ceremony.  No cheesiness for us, thank you!  And then I lost it mid-ceremony because of my officiant's beautiful words and because I was just so thankful Mike was marrying me and because I felt so aware of how lucky I really was.  Mike smiling at me and taking my hand in his to comfort me, made me feel safe and perfect and beautiful.  So no matter what else I can say about that day, moments like that made me feel beautiful.