One month

In a month from today I'll be a married lady.  That concept has so much tied up in it, good and bad, it's really a bit overwhelming.  I'm leaving my family behind, and venturing out into the world for the first time.  I'll have a good, kind man by my side, though. It's just so very much change, so much pressure about the wedding and the very different life I have before me.

I've written lately, but as a gift for my love, so I prefer to leave it with him, to do as he pleases.

I've been busy making garlands and purse shopping and all sorts of things.  My next task is to decide whether I want leaves and roses, feathers, or beads in my hair on my wedding day.  I intend to wear it in an old fashioned 20'sish style, as I do for formal occasions when it's short.  (I'd always assumed I'd wear it up in an elaborate braided style, as I do when it's long,but I did not have time to grow it as long as I like, and he prefers it short, anyway.)  My veil will be very, very long.  It should be interesting.  We have to find my love a top hat, too, which will be our task this afternoon.   (He is a strange one.  Probably why he suits me so well. )