Knowing Your Person – Before the Vows

Come, come sit with me. I want to take you down memory lane, all the way back to my mom’s second wedding.

🌹 Memory Lane — The Bride Who Just Knew

I was in my early twenties when my mom got married again.

She had known my step-dad since she was 17, but life took them in different directions — marriage, divorce, kids, responsibilities. More than twenty years passed before they found their way back to each other.

The night before her wedding, she sat with me in her room, full of excitement. She wasn’t nervous — she was glowing.

I didn’t understand it at the time, not fully. I saw the dress, the plans, the happiness… but I didn’t really grasp what was sitting underneath all of it.

Looking back now, I see it so clearly.

She knew. Deep in her heart, she knew he was her person.

There was something magical about them together — like two puzzle pieces that had been separated for years, finally sliding back into place. No forcing. No guessing. Just… fit.

When I think of my mom and Pops now, the memory feels like quiet certainty. She didn’t have to tell me he was the one. Their love did.

💍 Before You Say “I Do”

We’re stepping into the season of engagements and weddings — the photos, the planning, the dresses, the “Will you marry me?” moments everyone dreams about.

But underneath the flowers, guest lists, and color palettes, there’s a question I hope every bride pauses long enough to ask:

Is this my person?

The one who loves me, encourages me, and makes me feel safe.

The one who doesn’t just stand beside me at the altar, but stands beside me when life gets messy, complicated, and real.

Marriage is not all sunshine and roses. There will be hard days, quiet days, days when life feels heavier than the veil you walked down the aisle in.

But when you’ve chosen your person, none of that will make you question the foundation. You’ll know you have your safe spot — your place to land, your hand to hold, your heart that doesn’t leave when the music stops.

🌸 My Quiet Truth

Here’s my truth: I haven’t met my person who I will spend the rest of my life with yet.

But when I think of my mom and Pops — over thirty years of loving each other before illness changed everything — I know what I’m holding out for. Not perfection. Not a fairytale. But that quiet, steady magic I saw in them.

And when I do meet my person, I’ll follow my mom’s example. Not rushing. Not settling. Just choosing the one who feels like home, deep in my bones.

🌹 Whisper

“When you choose the one who feels like home, the vows don’t just mark a day — they anchor a lifetime.”