It’s official: The Hennings-Gonzalez Wedding Countdown is
ON! It’s surreal to believe that the
time is almost here. Only three more
weekends to go as a single woman. Only
three more Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays & Thursdays before I’ll no longer
be a Hennings. Three more races to watch
Cruz on Sundays before I can change my Twitter and Instagram info from Mrs. JCG
to be to Mrs. JCG. Beyond the silly
social media aspect, it really is crazy to think that all of the planning, the work,
the parties, the showers, the FUN is about to unfold, right before my very
eyes.
Many ask me, “How many more days?!” or “Aren’t you getting
excited!?” Yes, I have a countdown
app on my phone to remind me, and yes I am totally stoked that my special day
is about to be here. I guess naturally, though,
I am going through a phase where I’m missing my daddy. It’s so tough to pick out ceremony music
knowing that he just won’t be here to give me one of his “Old Dad” hugs and
approve of what I’ve selected. It sucks
to know that his picture is the only recognition that I feel like I have to
offer respects to him. I dread having to
look across the congregation the evening of our ceremony and see a vacant seat
where he should be. But I hope that this
is all just “jitters” and that the day of the ceremony, I know
he’ll be there. He’ll be a breeze that
blows around us all as we take time to remember him. He’ll be evident through the sun’s setting
rays that will warm our hearts as Cruz and I exchange our vows. Daddy will make his appearance; it just won’t
be the way I had always envisioned.
So, if I look at little down here and there when you ask me
about the wedding day, know that I am thrilled.
I just am swallowing the pill that I’ll be short one very important man
in my life.
