Delay

Sorry about the lag of posting. This week is what you would call hell week for me. I found out a few thinks that could change the plans of the wedding. But let me start from where we left off.

So, last weekend my plan was to find a florist. I met up with five different florist. Lets just say I had no time to spend with my fiance. No, he doesn't like to come with me to the appointments, especially for flowers. And who would blame him, he would be board out of his mind. So, the first florist I went to, after the consult, never sent me a quote. The second, I went with my cousin Janna, we met up with her at Starbucks. I was recommend to her by my photograph thinking that, I thought she would be good and reasonable. Well, her picture were nice, but first she recommend for me to have green flowers (my colors have NO! green in them) and then her price was not in my budget. The third florist, I drove out into the middle of nowhere (Troy,MO) to her house, she also recommend green, and her price was worse then the other. At this point I was beginning to loose hope for all florist, was I ever going to have a florist that listened to me as to what I wanted? The fourth finally did, however her price was not the best. Here I was thinking that I was never going to be able to afford flowers at my wedding. That was until I went to MarryMe Flowers. Yes, she was working from her home, but she had a very good vibe about her, her cost was perfect, and she listen to what I wanted. Best advice I can give to those on a strict budget, shop around. You will find it, it is out there for you.

Which brings us to this week. Monday, work was fine, went to my grandmothers house on my mother's side, just as I do every Monday after work. But this week I had to go over to my grandmother on my father's side to pick up the check for deposits (DJ,flowers,cake, wedding stuff etc.) There she throws a curve ball at me, tells me she has something important to tell me. My father didn't want to tell me him self, well when the only communication facility you have is e-mail it can be hard to tell you daughter, he has cancer. There I am my grandmother breaking down in front of me and the person who should be telling me the news miles away. Instantly I can not react to the news, only to my grandmother breaking down, so I comfort her. The only time I was able to contemplate what I just heard "Your father has rectal cancer, he may not be able to come to the wedding." was in my car, which is where I broke down. In result, I rushed back to my mother's side and there Nick(my fiance) met up to comfort me. This is why I know I am marrying the right man, I didn't even ask him to come, he looked up the address and rushed over.

In recent news after e-mailing back and forth with my father, he say that Nick and I should not move our date. In resent tests, the cancer looks like it is not spreading. So, there is a little sigh of relief. And I still hope he will be well enough to come to our wedding.