Missing Austria

Lately I have been reminiscing a little too much perhaps. This is around the time that Eric and I were moving to and getting settled in Vienna Austria, last year. Those were probably the best months of my life. We were on an adventure, we were growing closer together and learning how to be married, and we were having so much fun.
Today I was home alone, which is dangerous anyway, and I went on a cleaning rampage. I found a folder of all our European souvenirs and my wedding dress. I, of course, put both these things to the test.
I started with the folder. I looked through it, to see if things in Europe really were as exciting as I remember. I have a grand picture in my mind of how glamourous it was, and how exciting. Truth is, there were a lot of real life moments, even in Austria. But it really was so amazing. Eric and I saw and learned so much. I really do wish we could go back for a while. Maybe even more now that I've looked at these things.

Second I put on the dress. I know this is dangerous.

 Eric and I did not have the fairly tale wedding I always dreamed of, and that we wanted to have. The weekend was sloppy and nothing turned out the way I wanted. To be honest, that was a really hard thing for Eric and I the first few months we were married. It was a big hurtle for us, and the day I looked at another couple's wedding pictures and wasn't jealous or upset, was the happiest day of the year. It took a long time for that day to come too. To be honest, Eric and I have had so many days together, better than our wedding day. I would never say that my wedding day was the best day of my life. That would be a lie. The truth is, it was one of the hardest. The pictures and the invitations and the food and the decorations are things that I don't like to think about very much anymore. What I love and have always loved and will always love, is the dress. The truth is, nothing else matters anymore, because Eric and I are over the trial of our wedding. We can go forward from that and make better memories and have better days together. The one thing that went my way that day, was my dress. My mom made it and it was everything I hoped it would be. It was perfect, and I will always treasure it. I've kept a few things I did like about the wedding, but they'll go out of fashion soon enough and I'll forget why they were so important to me.
This is the thing I will always have to remind me of the important thing that happened that day: I married Eric. He fits me perfectly, and will never go out of style. Our relationship only grows and grows (whether we're in Calgary, Halifax or Vienna), and every once in a while I stop and think about how cool is it that we made it through our roughest first year, and how much better we get together each day.
That was a lot of cheesy words to come out of putting on an old dress, but I'm sure there are people out there who understand exactly how I feel and what I'm saying. There has to be. And if there aren't, well it's just one more unique detail to mine and Eric's story. Just one more thing that makes me like our story the best. I just think it's the cutest, what can I say? I love us!