Ever since we began planning our wedding, I started having a recurring dream (my first and hopefully last experience of the sort) where I found myself without a dress, desperately seeking for someone to do my hair and make-up, hours before the wedding. Picture that! I even dreamt that I had completely forgotten about the wedding up until the day it was suppose to happen, or that we both fell asleep and woke up by the time we should have already been in church. I blamed the anxiety, because as you may already know, I am a sort of control freak, which explains my need to constantly organize and surround myself with infinite to-do lists.
As the months went by and things started falling into place, some easier than others, I regained a sense of calmness and now with little over a month before our big day, I finally feel at ease, like a big weight has just been lifted up my shoulders, although there is still plenty to do and many moments left for me to freak out.