It’s been an astoundingly fabulous couple of weeks here on AnyOtherWedding. We’re still recovering from the epic series ‘In Her Own Words’ that ran on International Women’s Day. I wrote about how in awe we were of all our contributors and our readers and of women in general, but I still find myself totally overwhelmed at times. I’m proud. So proud.
Clare and I ‘talk’ every day. Whether it be via Skype or e-mail, not a day goes by without some form of contact between us and it’s changed my life. That sounds uber-dramatic, non? But true, I promise. She is, without a doubt, one of the truest and most wonderful people I have ever met and it is with genuine delight that I count her as one of my best friends. I wanted to make an effort to thank her properly and publicly for giving me the chance to be a part of AnyOtherWedding. And for giving me someone with whom to dicuss the merits of Glee and Hellcats and whether or not it’s viable to have ‘Hey Soul Sister’ as a personal theme tune. You’re pretty great, Mrs.
We saw Lucy‘s favourite wedding photo-and gollygosh it was a stunner. In fact, mostly 100% of everything that Lucy does is stunning. Go have a look, seriously. Clare and I have got to know Lucy over the last 6 months and it has been FUN. We’ve stalked her incessantly and literally begged her to be our friend-I *think* that we may have been successful. Ssssh….don’t scare her off! She’s lovely, she’s sweet, she’s really very pretty, she’s a wonderfully loyal supporter of AnyOtherWedding. As if that wasn’t enough, she’s also a ridiculously talented wedding photographer (who, as previously stated here on the blog, charges FAR TOO LITTLE for her stupendous services. Go hire her. Go!) We’re very proud to count her as a friend.
On Tuesday we featured our most heart-wrenching guest post yet. Emma wrote so eloquently and honestly about such a torturous time and it was with great pride that we featured her writing and watched as you all shared experiences and love with each other in the comments.
For me personally, it’s been a big ol’ fortnight. My little brother (who, by the way, is 20 years of age!) is leaving the UK for Australia in 10 weeks. For TWO YEARS! 2! He’s Brisbane-bound, where he’ll be helping to rebuild the areas devastated by the flooding and cyclones that occured recently. Our Mum keeps crying, I’ve cried, my other little brother has called dibs on Nathaniel’s bedroom…it’s been emotional. In all seriousness though, I could not be ANY prouder of him. Whilst I’m jealous that he’s waltzing off to the other side of the world for fun-times, I’m bursting with adoration for him and his decision to do something amazing.
I made a big decision regarding a job offer…the decision went firmly in favour of our plans to have a baby. Phil and I have spent a lot of time walking and talking recently, we were always on the same page with regards to ‘babygate’, as it’s affectionately referred to in our house, but it’s been lovely to realise that we are essentially at the same sentence on that page.
At work, I manage a team of 13 ladies. I’ve been with them for 9 months, since I was promoted the day before our wedding! They’ve been an absolute dream to work with and it’s with humongous pride that I say goodbye to FIVE of them as they move on to promotions of their own…wow!