Wedding and Marriage

From Ms. to Mrs.

 

 

I have always dreamed about being a Mrs. Most little girls dream of being Mrs. Teen Heartthrob or will doodle in their notebooks about being Mrs. Whoever-They-Have-a-Crush-On or Mrs. What’s-His-Name-They’re-Dating. When you’re in college (especially in a sorority) you start to consider what your monogram will look like as you decide whether you’re going to get serious with a boy (just kidding…ish).

And when Josh and I started dating, it was no different. I dreamed about being Mrs. Josh Dominico. I practiced my signature, perused various monogram scripts to find the perfect one to highlight my initials, and I practiced introducing myself as Rachel Dominico.

When we got engaged, I had no hesitations as I began to transition to being Rachel Dominico. When I thought about changing my name all I felt was thrilled that I was finally going to be Mrs. Dominico. I even created a new Gmail account with my new name and began using that full time.

Before we got married, I started a job and I had to fill out all the legal paperwork as Rachel Ward. When I inquired about how to change my name once we were married, a mere 2 weeks later, I found that the process was pretty complicated. Not only would I have to complete several pages of paperwork and trek all over campus for the proper signatures, but they would have to alter my work email address which, apparently, took several weeks. So after talking with Josh, I just decided that at work I would stay Rachel Ward.

We got married and then I started looking into changing my name. First we had to wait for our marriage license to be mailed to us. Then I needed to go to the Social Security Office to apply for a new Social Security Card to change my name. Then I would have to wait another 3 weeks for that to be mailed to me. Then I would need to go to the DMV to get my license changed. Once all that was done, I then needed to change my name on all other important things, such as bank accounts, insurance, and my passport.  All that just so I could have the pleasure of legally signing my name as Rachel Dominico.

Well my job was a strict 8am-5pm job that I had to be at every single day and there was very little room to take time off during the day to go to the Social Security Office and the DMV. I tried 2 or 3 times to go during my lunch break, but I never could get seen. Months went by and I was offered a new job at the end of September and decided I would give myself time between quitting my old job and starting my new job.

So finally during the first week of October, I went to change my name. After waiting for hours in government buildings surrounded by the most interesting characters, I was legally Rachel Ward Dominico. And it felt really weird.

During my months of trying to change my name, I found myself less and less determined to do so. I was thrilled to be Mrs. Dominico and thrilled to be Josh’s wife, but the idea of casting aside the name that had carried me through since birth seemed really sad.

I had been Rachel Lauren Ward my entire life. It felt like giving up my identity, like I was becoming someone else. And when you get married you do, in a sense, become someone new. But I didn’t feel like I could just abandon Rachel Ward—she was someone I was really proud to be. It seems so strange to me even now that after years of wanting to be a Mrs., I was reluctant to let go of the Ms.

Eventually I realized that my name has nothing to do with who I am. My identity is my own regardless of what people call me. But I did have the opportunity to recreate myself with my new name, so I made some goals for my “new” identity that I’m working to keep them. And I dropped my middle name and kept my maiden name to become Rachel Ward Dominico. I can still be Rachel Ward while I’m Mrs. Dominico and I’m determined to make her someone I can be proud of.

–Mrs. Rachel Ward Dominico

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Wedding and Marriage

Why Getting Married Wasn’t Important to Me

I always dreamed about getting married. Planning my wedding and fantasizing about walking down the aisle to the man of my dreams started around age 3 when I was Bridal Barbie for Halloween. My wedding was going to be perfect.

Josh and I met in high school and began dating our junior year. At the age of 16 I fell in love with the boy who God made me for. How lucky is that?

Junior Prom 2008
Junior Prom 2008

Throughout college we talked about getting married. We talked about our wedding, what it would be like to have our own home, to live our lives together and what marriage was going to be like. Ok, so I talked mostly, but Josh listened and threw in comments when I came up for air.  We were excited about the prospect of getting married and being married.state

It was finally time for me to make all my hopes and dreams for my wedding come true. And then I realized that I didn’t really care.  There were things I gave a great deal of thought—my vows, my bridesmaids, the cake, and the wedding songs were a few.

3 flavors, 5 layers, and I still wanted more.
3 flavors, 5 layers, and I still wanted more.

I was so disinterested in most of the details of our wedding that my mother often asked if I was sure I even wanted to get married. When you plan a wedding there are literally a million different choices to make and details to sort out. The venue, the wedding party, the dress, the bridesmaids’ dresses, the tuxes, the flowers, the food, the cake, the colors, the linens, the music, the songs, the guest list, the favors, the photographer, the registries and I’m telling you it goes on. I have several books on the subject.

Throughout the wedding planning process, I generally didn’t have a very strong opinion about anything (other than the food). This drove my mother insane.

There were two reasons I wasn’t into the wedding planning and seemingly into the wedding:

1-     My mother is the master planner. I had a Sweet 16 party that she threw for me and it was AMAZING. Everything about it was fabulous and just a precursor to what she was really capable of. I didn’t need to worry about the flower arrangements or the linens; because, I knew whatever she chose would be elegant and timeless. Not that I didn’t (try to) help her when she needed decisions made or that I didn’t have opinions on things, but I didn’t really need to be overly concerned with how it would turn out because I knew she had it.

2-     I didn’t care about the wedding, because I was more concerned with and more excited for my marriage. My marriage was so much more important to me, in fact, that I would have skipped the whole wedding entirely if it wouldn’t have upset a large number of people.

My marriage to Josh was my number one priority and meant more to me than the perfect dress or whether we should serve dessert in addition to the wedding cake or if wedding cake would serve as a perfectly fine dessert on its own (Kill me). Josh is my best friend and I truly believe with my whole heart that he is the other half of my soul. Becoming his wife is the most gratifying and wonderful experience of my life so far.

Wedding

For most girls, planning our wedding is something we dream about from a very early age and with today’s fixation on the perfect wedding thanks to all those TLC shows, it can be so easy to get caught up in the madness of what, in reality, is just one day in our lives. It’s possible to forget what the whole thing is really about. Marriage is a public, legal, and Holy commitment to another person and is a huge decision that shouldn’t be made lightly. It shouldn’t be overshadowed even if you get to wear a fancy dress and throw a huge party in your honor.

Our wedding was beyond beautiful and everything I ever dreamed it would be, but more importantly the same is true for my marriage.

So when you’re planning your wedding remember that it lasts a single day and will be over before you know it, but your marriage is going to last the rest of your life. Give it the attention it deserves.

–Mrs. Dominico