Eat, Drink and Remarry ― Staceylu's Guide to Planning the Second Time Around

This is not your mother’s second wedding! Getting married again? Wondering why the planning is harder than you thought it was going to be? You’ve done this once already, what’s going on? Stacey was twenty-eight when she got divorced and thirty when she walked down the aisle for the second time. She didn’t know one person who was divorced at her age, let alone remarrying. She didn’t feel like she had the right to ask for help with anything. Friends and family helped her plan the first wedding (bridal showers, engagement parties, gifts) and they supported her through her divorce. How could she ask for anything now? After she got married (round two), she began to see more women going through the same process – getting married way too young, getting divorced and remarrying around thirty. She soon felt compelled to write this book. She saw herself as a pioneer and maybe she could help others going through the same thing.Almost everything went wrong when she was planning her second wedding. The only right part about the whole experience was her husband-to-be. But even though she was marrying Mr. Right, the Universe kept sending every wrong circumstance her way. She soon discovered that she was the source of her own misery. Her frame of mind attracted these circumstances. She was engaged less than one year after her divorce was final. That isn’t much time, especially because once she received those papers she never looked back — never thought about it, never talked about it…nothing. So, she never dealt with all of the emotions surrounding her divorce. Throughout the whole planning process, the only decision that stuck was their wedding date, August 7. Every other decision got mangled and battered until what was left was the last resort and the one they took. From where they were getting married (which changed three times with multiple lost deposits) to what she wore (wrong dress, bought a veil) to the do-it-yourself invitations that cost over $500 for seventy-five of them (and the idea was to save money). The list goes on: finding an officiant to perform the ceremony who was not a member of the Addams Family; or doing all of the flowers for the whole wedding herself. It wasn’t until 700 blooms showed up at her door all individually wrapped needing some water that she asked herself, “Why didn’t I hire a planner?” These pages are chock-full of love and gratitude for the stories they tell. This is Stacey’s story and the stories of some other brave women who were honest about the struggles surrounding their encore weddings. There were plenty of happy moments, but for some reason the low points are much funnier. Most of it was a roller-coaster of emotions and one big logistical nightmare. Through Stacey’s honest and heart-felt story, this book will help cut through the fray to what you really need to get done and also give you a laugh or two. Who can’t use more of those?