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.
The 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. 
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
SINGLE
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
PAST
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
FUTURE
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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