8.31.25 - "It's My Wedding Day"

Today, August 31, 2025, was supposed to be our wedding day. A day filled with the laughter of family, the embrace of friends and the joy of our chosen community.

On January 18, 2025, we eloped with a small, intimate party, still very much surrounded by love and prayers. Shortly after, we began planning for the celebration to come later that year. Getting lost in all the little details and decisions, visiting venues and swooning over color palettes. Little did we know, God had other plans.

A few months later, my husband was contacted by a recruiter for an out of state job, three times within one month might I add. She was relentless in her pursuit. After a few rounds of interviews, he was offered the job. I remember us standing in the living room of our apartment asking one another, "Are we really about to move to New Mexico?" It felt surreal, yet comical. Our plans were to move closer to family when our lease ended the following year.

It was clear that version of life was no longer happening.

I remember my husband calling my daddy and asking him, "How do you know when God is speaking to you?" And I'm sure my dad responded how he always does, with a reference to scripture and something along the lines of "When God is in the midst, there won't be chaos. It doesn't mean it won't be challenging; it just means things will happen and line up how they are supposed to".

I knew that once we gave this new chapter a solid "yes", we would have to give up quite a few things. The big white dress and the green suit, the celebration with our tribe, the close proximity to family and friends, Aiden's therapists who we fought so hard to get, the version of life we'd grown into and so much more.

Fast forward almost two months later, here I sit in my living room, 1400+ miles from home in South Carolina, writing my first of many blogs from my recliner. I'm convinced every single detail from the day my husband accepted that position up until now had to be divinely orchestrated. If you would've pitched me this version of life last year, I probably would have laughed at you.

Today, we are still very much one, overflowing with love and laughter, steadily building on the foundation we created with the vows we shared in front of the Lord in January.

His way always proves to be better than the plans we have for ourselves.

With each passing day I’m learning to lean on His plans and understanding.

Because when you surrender what He asks you to release, there’s always something greater in store, more than what you can imagine.

I traded in my white dress moment for a chance to start a new chapter completely under the pretense that this is the plan that the Lord has for us. No prior knowledge of this new state or town. No family or friends waiting for us. Just trust and prayer.

Before this move, I wondered if I would have regrets.

I can 100% say I have none.

As we step into a new month, be reminded that it’s okay to let go of what you thought you wanted. God will always provide what you truly need. He always knows what's best.

-- with love + gratitude, Sabrina

P.S. -- I’d like to think Aiden would’ve done a pretty good job walking me down the aisle with his Pop Pop