Getting married is something I’m extremely excited about. I’m ready to start my life with David and to turn a page. Planning hasn’t been easy, but also not horrible. I’m so lucky to have the support I do in my mom.
I am struggling with not having my grandparents here. We got to tell David’s grandparents we were (finally) getting married, and while I was excited, I have been feeling overwhelming grief for the two most important people of my childhood, and envy that he gets to experience these memories with his grandparents. I know it’s a small thing, but why doesn’t that stop me from crying? I see so many videos of people telling their families and every time I see a grandparent, I can’t stop the tears.
I miss them every day. I know they can see us. I know that my grandpa knew David while he was here. I’m lucky that he gets to tell my grandma all about us.
