When I was younger, I always thought that my proposal would be some grand gesture, and my wedding would be a big family event. I always imagined lots of flowers, a big wedding dress, and family flying in from all over the world to crowd my home. I can say now, that what I had envisioned before was completely different from what actually happened.
Michael and I had talked about marriage before. There was always a plan that we were making, but nothing came of it because of our careers. We were never home at the same time, and the time was drawing short on his second deployment, and he wasn’t there when it was time for me to PCS to my first station. Distance always made things difficult for us, but somehow, even though we were separated, he’s always been the closest person I’ve been to.
He came to visit in December, and it wasn’t until the last day where I asked him, “so what are we going to do?” There wasn’t any time left to get married then, and we hadn’t had the chance to tell anyone in our family, so we didn’t want to overstep ourselves. We looked at our calendars, and were lucky enough to find a week that both of us could take off to go get hitched. You can call it #SJElopeInCopenhagen. Make sure you say it in a Danish accent, well, more like a Viking accent. It’s much funnier that way.
We decided together that we were ready to marry. I like to believe that Michael and I respect each other enough to make these big decisions together. Maybe some people think that it takes the “magic” out of the proposal, but I really liked how I could talk to Michael about how “ready” I was. After we got married, he told me that he was planning on proposing to me back in December, but before that, I told him that I didn’t know if I was ready. At that time, there was a lot of movement due to my big move from the states and getting settled into my career. When I told him that I was ready, he just laughed it off and kept telling me that we could’ve been hitched a long time ago. I really appreciate him for always taking into consideration how I feel about things.
We didn’t have a long “engagement”. Actually, we were technically engaged for about 12 hours. We had decided that we were going to get married, but since there was no “real” proposal, we weren’t technically engaged. It all happened right before midnight on March 22. I was already sleeping, and he said he was going to stay up to build Legos. We were lucky enough to find a wedding set of Legos that we ended up using as our mini centerpiece. I had been sleeping for maybe half an hour, when he started bothering me about a piece that he couldn’t find and kept asking me to help him look for it. I was so tired. I was talking to him like he was my child, and that he had to try harder to find it by himself. It wasn’t until he started shaking my leg and whining (yes, whining!) about the “missing piece”. I sat up and took the instructions and the piece he was holding, and was annoyed because I didn't know what he wanted me to do. He then pulled out a ring and said, “I found the piece!” Okay, so maybe it’s the nerdiest proposal that I could have imagined, but I can’t say that I was surprised. I was honestly waiting for him to pull out a box made of Legos with the ring inside, but what he did was just as cute. 12 hours, that was our engagement.
The morning of our wedding day, we got up early and went to breakfast. There will be more details on our trip in Copenhagen in another blog. We got ready in separate rooms like you normally would. I got ready in my mom’s room, and he got ready in his parents room. The entire time I was getting ready, my heart was racing thinking about how it was actually going to happen. His sister was running around all over the place trying to get as much photo coverage of our event, and I commend her for her all of the photos she took. I'm so happy she was able to surprise us and make it to our wedding.
At 10:50 AM, me and my entourage of ladies walked to the Copenhagen City Hall. There, I met with my photographer Carolina, and she made me feel so welcomed, and something about her put me at ease. It was like someone was there for me who knew what to expect out of the day. It wasn’t until about 15 minutes later when I heard Michael’s voice from the floor lower than mine. I was starting to shake and hyperventilate because I was so nervous, but in a good way. As I made my way down the marble staircase, looking at him silhouetted by the bright window, I couldn’t help but start crying. I stopped on the third stair and called out his name. We both started crying, and we were both so awkward because we couldn’t kiss, and it was everything I expected it to be.
Carolina gave us a few minutes to have a special moment with our families and then to ourselves. At 11:30 PM, Michael and I had made our promise to each other to remain the great team we are, and vowed our love to each other.
My wedding wasn’t as smooth as I’d liked it to be because there were so many things that I had to keep track of from so far away. I felt like I was missing a lot of things, and it was hard to keep people on the same timeline, especially when we were all scattered throughout the city. But my wedding day was beyond amazing, because I got to marry my best friend. Now I can’t wait to see what opportunities and surprises my marriage is going to bring me.
The finer details.
Where I got my flowers: Cool & Cozy Florist in Copenhagen, recommended to me by Carolina. They were very kind to my husband and I. They were such delightful people who were very understanding, because we were about half an hour late picking up flowers, and they were ready to close shop. So we appreciate you very much!
Who our photographer was: Carolina. A photographer born & raised in Copenhagen, and says that she has a love for elopements. She was very easy to talk to and helped us feel very at ease during our photoshoot. She was well prepared for any attire mishaps that happened. She helped guide our families in what to do. And she's just such a sweet person who understood mine and Michael's odd, quirky humor.
Where we ate: My husband was able to book one of the top recommended restaurants in Copenhagen, called "Cofoco". We were served a four course meal with wine pairings, and even though the portions were small, we couldn't help but feel full at the end of the meal.
Where we got our cake: My husband was also able to get a cake from Copenhagen's oldest bakery, La Glace. It is very well known for it's tea time, cakes, and pastries. We ordered a raspberry and chocolate mouse, with a macaron bottom layer. I'm so happy that we were able to share some with our waiter, and still bring home half of the cake to freeze for our one year anniversary.
Our gallery is still being sorted, and will be posted soon! We're excited to show our photos!