Well here we are July already! And suddenly it’s only 2 months and 4 days til our wedding (yep I’m counting down the days)!
Those of you who have followed my journey (mostly posted via Facebook) know that life threw us a few curve balls over the past two years. In May 2011 I decided to give up smoking, and you followed me on a blog here. Shortly after quitting I became very unwell and my body suffered severe adrenal fatigue that has taken me almost two years to recover from (that’s a story for another day). In June 2011 we were rocked by the sudden loss of my amazing dad at age 65, just short of my 40th birthday. The pure shock threw us all, but together, as families do, we have stayed strong. Just 12 days after my dad’s funeral it was my 40th birthday and unbeknownst to me my incredible partner Pete (AKA Superman) was planning a surprise proposal. We had already locked in a week’s holiday, an annual event where as a couple (with 4 children between us) we take a week out of our busy lives just for ourselves. Bliss! This particular year we planned a road trip to Lake Mungo and our first stop was in Hopetoun, Vic where we stayed in an incredible silo that had been turned into accommodation – just amazing!
I remember at the time being very sad, quiet and still in shock. It was so comforting to have some time-out, to see the open road, to be in nature and away from the city but mostly to be comforted by being with the one I love.
We had a lot of fun, lots of tears and lots of laughing. Along the way I remember feeling broken, and guilty because I was so sad, and so happy at the same time. Kind of like the ground we saw around us, green moss growing over cracked earth…
The trip was so cathartic and for me it reinforced the incredible relationship Pete & I have together, during the good and during the bad times.
We travelled on to Mildura for a few nights – and ultimately we hit the dirt roads of outback Vic and into NSW on the road to Lake Mungo, NSW. We’d both always wanted to visit Lake Mungo, a dry lake in south-eastern Australia with a rich ancient history. We were excited to explore. We stayed at a gorgeous cattle station called Turlee, a gem in the middle of nowhere. What an amazing place, we settled in and cooked up a steak for dinner.
Now I should mention here that when we were preparing to leave for our trip, Pete said “I just need a half hour to do a few things” and promptly disappeared into our spare bedroom for hours! When he eventually emerged he deposited a large cardboard box on the back seat of our car and instructed me to NOT OPEN the box under any circumstances. This box travelled with us the whole journey untouched! When we arrived at Turlee Station he bought the box carefully inside and put it on the floor in the corner. There it stayed until the next day, my birthday.
In the middle of the night I awoke feverish and feeling extremely unwell, this quickly escalated into a full blown case of gastro! Here I was in the middle of nowhere – literally, more than 110kms down a bumpy, dirt road on a cattle station. No immodium, no nothing. My body ached and I spent the next 8 hours in tears and agony. Not a great start to my 40th Birthday!
Pete was, as always my superman. He nursed me and held me, and even contacted the station owner via the two-way radio (the only form of communication as we were out of mobile range) and arranged a medi-vac if needed. The Jillaroo on the station arrived around 10am with herbal tea and an assortment of other medications to try and finally about 3pm in the afternoon I started to feel a little better. In fact, I sat up in bed, and said “it doesn’t feel like my birthday!”. Pete gave me a huge smile and said “I can fix that!!” and promptly walked over to the corner of the room and bought over the box!
I sat in bed, hair matted, no bra, dodgy trackies, looking so glamorous! I opened “My” box and out came 40 perfectly wrapped presents, one at a time! They ranged from small to large parcels, all lovingly wrapped! No wonder he was missing for hours the night before we left, he had spent those hours wrapping all my gifts. The gifts were fabulous, a voucher for Asian cooking classes (yippee!), cd’s, trinkets, jewellery, herbs & spices for my cooking and so much more. Then in the bottom of that huge box out came my book! When Pete and I first started dating over 5 years ago, for my first birthday together he made me a book, and each special occasion he writes something special in it for me. I unwrapped my book, and flicked to the last page, and my mind was blown! WOW, I was speechless! And then…. I said YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Talk about 10 out of 10 on the unexpected scale! I was, and still am the happiest woman alive. I found my superman and I’m going to marry him! How lucky am I?!
So, enough of all the mushy stuff. That was 2011, we’d originally planned our wedding for September 2012 but with all the upheaval in our lives this past 18 months, we decided to postpone our special day until things settled a little. Oh I forgot, here’s my beautiful Citrine ring…. isn’t it amazing?!
Fast forward to 2013 and we’ve set the date for September 14th 2013. The invitations have been sent…
…and it’s all systems go! How exciting. I’d love to share with you my wedding journey, and I’d love to hear about yours, your tips & hints and share some of mine.
In the meantime, I’ve put together a Curvy Brides – TOP 6 TIPS for plus-size brides to be – I’m good at taking my own advice too, so I’ve ticked all 6 boxes!
Drop me a comment and let me know what you’d like to know, what your experiences are, where you found your special dress, about your proposal, anything wedding. Simply leave a reply below!
I’m off to submit my passport application, we’re off to Bali for our honeymoon!
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