I was on a mission and I was dedicated to complete it. I wasn’t your average maid of honour, but I wanted to show Celeste that I was there for her and would change the world for her. I was in the defence force and always had been. I joined the army after leaving school and hadn’t left ever since. I loved everything about it and I believe I’ve found my true calling. Just because I was someone who was involved in incredibly violent day to day duties, didn’t mean that I wasn’t still a normal woman. I treated my friendships like the most precious things in the universe and treasured my friends. When Celeste asked me to be her maid of honour at her wedding, I was thrilled. I even started crying and I wasn’t a cryer.
My first task as maid of honour was to help with the Wedding Invitations. I had been given a list of things to look out for and things to avoid. Celeste had only asked me to get a selection of Vintage Wedding Invitations together and show her what I’d found. I figured if I could take out enemy tanks from a helicopter, I could arrange some Diy Wedding Invitations. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Invitations were everywhere and they ranged in size, shape, colour and style. There was a lot more to think about than I’d previously figured. I felt like giving up, like I’d bitten off more than I could chew. Then I did what I always do when I feel like this – I push forward and try harder. I didn’t include the word limits in my vocabulary. I promised Celeste that I would help her with the invitations and that was what I was going to do, no matter how many I had to sort through.