It was like the Red Wedding, but... the opposite.

This is the first time I am updating as a married woman.

The past few months have flown by with the engagement, wedding plans, and all that goes with celebrating the day that pushes me into "the world of hens" as Landon calls it.

There was a lot that happened that made it wonderful, there was much that happened that could have caused a panic in my heart, but in the end with a wonderful family and devoted friends we made it to the day and back down the aisle after hearing those words "I now present to you Mr. and Mrs. Miller".

Some of my favorite moments were when Trevis gave me good advice, being married just last year and when one of Landon's groomsmen came to wish me well and he almost didn't get past the girls who stood between me and the swirl of downstairs guests. I loved standing with my Daddy arm in arm waiting to walk out and I loved that the moment I reached the end of the walk I couldn't look at Landon because I knew the tears behind my eyes would flood. So I glanced at him once, smiled at Pastor Tim and starred at my flower girls in a nervous, frozen state. I did look up at him when he said his vows, which was my favorite of all favorite moments.

I love that I danced with both my favorite people. It was sweet and I didn't mind if it was David Bowie and unplanned or if anyone was watching or not. It was the most beautiful, memorable day of my life, married to my bes fran, surrounded by friends, family and handmade hangings, all stuffed with sweets and singing along to Tilly and the Wall. Magic.