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Dear Bride Who Crashed Our Concert
I want to tell you what I wish someone would have told me.
Your wedding was beautiful. I can tell. You didn’t miss a detail. You spared no expense. Your wedding party looked amazing and sophisticated despite crashing the small rock concert where I was.
If your wedding was picture perfect, I’m glad. But please know that everything you created this weekend isn’t the real stuff. It’s so far from it.
Know that it will be the last picture perfect day of your marriage. But, that’s where the real beauty lies. Don’t curate your marriage. Let it be imperfect.
I failed twice at this adventure you’re embarking upon. What I’ve gotten good at is weeding through what matters and what doesn’t. I wish I had that knowledge twenty years ago. I didn’t, so I’m giving it to you.
What you’re willing to live with is less important than what you can’t live without. There will be annoyances. Habits that drive you crazy. Quirks. Compromise those if you have everything you can’t live without. Know what those things are and communicate their importance. Reinforce that every chance you can. Appreciate those things.
