Dear Journal,
I’m writing to you today as I head into the middle of my seventh week of lockdown. At first it didn’t seem so bad. I was hyped up about spending more time with my children, even the idea of homeschooling, jumping on the trampoline and making healthy dinners was all full of positive energy. But as the weeks of gone by and my diary has turned from green to purple to red; I can’t help but feel the stress of what is happening to the wedding industry.
14 years…. I am not sure where the time has gone, but somewhere in that period of time I have managed to have three kids, start a business as a Gloucestershire wedding photographer AND still fit in my wedding dress!!!
Now don’t take away my excitement by reminding me that my wedding dress is a lace up and so it has the luxury of being kind to my broken body; which may have eaten one to many Cadbury eggs…. I still fit!
I am heading into my seventh week of lockdown. Gloucestershire weddings are being postponed into August and I was feeling sad. I was down and needed something to make me smile. But most importantly something to help me remember why I am where I am. So I went to my wedding dress. Got it out. Put it on. And ran.
