Certified Coordinated Bride Sheena

Journal Entry #1

Our Love is Poetry in Motioin

Hi, my name is Sheena Steward, and I’m a creative bride. Anthony Hutchinson is the name of the handsome groom that’ll be by my side.  Through tons of speculation and much debate, we’ve agreed upon April 2nd 2016 as our amazing wedding date.

I’m a southerner with charm, manners and a face glowing from glee, so Anthony and I will be exchanging vows in the great city of Nashville, Tennessee.  Speaking of the groom, I should tell you how we first met.  It was a fall day in 2001 on the campus of MTSU, Middle Tennessee State University, but who knew my future was then set.

Although we met as freshmen in college, a romantic relationship was never something we acknowledged.  Fast Forward 9 years and we then reintroduced ourselves as adults.

But before I said yes to a date my best friend is whom I had to consult.  Our first date was so awkward I text my friend asking her to COME SAVE ME.  But to this day I often thank God that she didn’t give into my plea.

Four and a half years later on “Good Friday” night, we went to dinner but little did I know more would be filled than my appetite.

Don’t let my frame fool you this girl loves her some sweets.  And when the waiter brought out dessert with a huge sparkling ring on top I knew my left ring finger was finally complete.

IMG_20150405_202021The wedding planning is fun but definitely time consuming.  Just the other day I looked at the calendar and though “wow time is really zooming.”  I’ve said yes to the dress, caterer and venue.  But there’s so much more left on my To Do menu.  I asked hostesses to be part of my special day by creating them a unique punch, Oh and when I tell you how  I’ll salute my bridesmaids you’ll want to take me out to lunch. IMG_20150520_203258IMG_20150502_215938

I’m in a relationship with SINGLE and he wants to get serious

I’m flirt with PAST to fill a void

I tried to have a one night stand with FUTURE but he said he’s so great that I have to wait


He came in, put his bags down and simply said…”Hey babe I’m moving in”
For the past five years we’ve become so intertwined it’s like we share the same skin

I was in such shock I just looked in his direction with a blank stare
He stoically grinned and said “What…I can’t believe you don’t think this is fair”

If you haven’t noticed or don’t want to admit, I’m offering you something you’ve never had before
And the nerve of you to look at me like that after we’ve built such an unbreakable rapport

I’ve already met your family and they’ve grown accustomed to seeing us together on holidays and special events
I dare you to show up with someone else and see if they aren’t malcontent

Before he could formulate another thought I lashed out and said this is NOT the way my life’s supposed to be
Forget you and your proposal, I’m too freaking esprit

I’ll admit in the beginning this relationship was extremely audacious
We experienced wonderful things which taught me a lot about myself and for that I’m very gracious

So before the intensity level in this room reaches a point of no return
Let’s just “hug it out” and agree to peacefully adjourn

As our arms unfolded from a friendly caress his mouth unraveled a haunting prediction
Actually I’m still working on making it merely a work of fiction

He said…Now that you’ve just repudiated your relationship with me, Single
I promise that you’ll never experience that warm fuzzy feeling known as Love’s Tingle


As SINGLE haltingly drove off I stood frozen with shock

My mind sent a signal to my feet saying, “Girl just walk”

But instead I sprinted to the house and frantically picked up my phone

In search of that PAST’S number but my body was performing like a drone

A tiny voice whispered “Sheena stop this ridiculous charade”

“You’ll always know his number by heart no matter how many years fade”

I bit my nails in anticipation as the phone rang

As soon as he said hello I let him have it with an impromptu harangue

I abhor you and you’re a waste of a man

Wait…let me break it down in words you MIGHT understand

He just broke up with me and it’s all because of you

And what’s even more pathetic I don’t have anyone next in my queue

What next am I supposed to do

My plan was to keep you close until you grew

But you’re just as immature today as when we first met

So I’m starting to think waiting on you is not my best bet

Can you tell me exactly what it is I’m lacking

He said,” honestly it’s not you I’m like most guys my age we’re just not ready so it’s best to send me packing”

The next thing I know I heard silence and my phone said call ended

I thought well darn this day is just freaking splendid

I’ve gotten dumped by SINGLE the only relationship I’ve ever known

Then PAST finally tells me something real but only because he wanted to atone

So I find myself back at square one

Wishing for my one night stand with FUTURE because I thought it’d be fun


But little did I know FUTURE had more in mind than temporary fun

Deep down he knew he was “THE ONE”

When FUTURE introduced himself I thought I already know this dude

I immediately thought how can I get away with being a pseud

But his perseverance started to work like a charm

Because before I knew what was happening I ended up on his arm

I’d be lying if I said this “thing” we had instantly clicked

In the beginning we seemed to only bump heads and have conflicts

But for whatever reason we stood side by side weathered the storms

And as corny as it sounds we came out on the other side transformed

We finally found our groove and we’ve been conquering the world ever since

Who knows next week you might catch us volunteering in Port Au Prince

So I’m blessed by my time with SINGLE and PAST

The lessons I learned from there were vast

He came in put OUR bags down and simply said “Hey babe WE’RE moving in”

“Soon you’ll be my wife and we’ll be kin”

-A poem by Sheena Steward

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