This time last year I was freshly engaged, with my dream sparkly diamond ring on my finger and a stack of bridal magazines on my coffee table, and ready to kick off a journey I was probably more excited about than anything up until that point. I've never been one of those girls who's been dreaming of a big white dress and even bigger wedding since she was little; I never put a pillow over my head, never had a secret scrapbook under my bed and never even married off Barbie to Ken. There's no doubt that I wanted to find The One and spend the next decades building a life together, but I'm pragmatic enough to know that one fancy party does not define the rest of your lives.
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