Posted by sean on June 16, 2015 at 4:33 pm in Wedding with No Comments


In four days, I will be a married man. This time on Saturday (at the moment of writing this blog), the wedding of the century will be in full-swing, with the ceremony concluded, vows read and rings exchanged. This is something I am still struggling to comprehend.

Lots of people have been contacting both Claire and myself; many offering helpful advice and passing on their good wishes. I have been asked if I am nervous. A week ago, my response to that was always “No”. The past few days, however, I have been having mini moments of panic, when the realisation of what will be happening this weekend hits me.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not scared of marriage – it is something I really, really want – I just want the day to go well. That is the reason for my anxiety. During these scary moments, I lose all appetite, cannot sleep and feel unwell. Luckily, these bouts of panic are few and far between, and in fact are becoming less frequent as the day approaches. I think it helps being at work. I’m too busy solving IT problems to sit around and think about the wedding.

I am sure this won’t be my last blog before the biggest day of my life, but if it is, wish me luck and think about us.

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