Just about two years ago, I moved to Pittsburgh with a shiny new ring on my hand, transitioning to a new city with a new support system. It wasn't the hardest move ever, as I had Mr. Snow Cone by my side, but there was a definite vacancy in my life. The vast majority of my social life consisted of hanging out with guys who, for the most part, wouldn't even know that there are different chair options for a reception, let alone that people go gaga for specific varieties. I had all of my bridesmaids and my mom to go along the planning journey with me, but I always felt that I (rightfully so) cared more about the nitty-gritty details than they did. I was trying to be sensitive and not eat up all of their time with the grand debate of ivory versus white, so I needed a space of my own to discuss these details with people who were engaged, interested, and understanding. And that, my friends, was WeddingBee.
It's been such a special privilege to tell my story here, and I will forever be grateful for the support, camaraderie, feedback, and love that I've experienced. Being engaged was already such a fun, exciting chapter of my life, and the opportunity to contribute to this site made it that much more memorable. I'm so glad I took the time to transcribe this journey, from start to finish; I have no doubt that I will look back on these words with fondness in 5, 10, or 50 years. I hope you've enjoyed this experience a mere morsel as much as I have.
I've truly loved being your Snow Cone.
Photo courtesy of Mrs. Bunting!
Photo courtesy of Christina Garber
Hugs and high fives,
Mrs. Snow Cone