This morning I got up early. It didn't take long for me to find a certain photo album. I brought it downstairs to the kitchen, and waited for my husband. Flipping through brought back memories of friends and family who came together for two people... seven years ago.
March 5th, 2005 ~ our wedding day.
It was good to see familiar smiling faces... and sad to know no matter how hard I looked, there were some I'd never find. I can see their faces smiling in my mind's eye, from another time and place. I know they would've been there if they could.
There are photos from the church where we married ~ the church where I grew up. My bridesmaids and I got dressed in the teen room, a place where I spent many Sundays and Wednesdays learning from great teachers. One of those teachers was Steve Daugherty, who officiated our wedding ceremony.
On my left hand I wore my gold wedding band. On my right, I wore another. It was my great-grandmother, Clara Mae's ruby ring ~ one of the few possessions my grandma inherited from her mother. My mother also wore it on her wedding day. Someday, maybe my daughter will wear it too.
The ceremony was simple and beautiful, and perfect for us. There were a few mishaps, which I find make the day more memorable. Everything worked out just as it was supposed to...even if not completely as planned.
I love each and every one who helped us out that day, and every day since. You all have a special place in my heart, and in my husband's.
So, my husband joined me to flip through the pages, and we reminisced and laughed a little. Just as he was leaving, we wished each other a happy anniversary...
May there be many more.
"A wedding anniversary is the celebration of
love, trust, partnership, tolerance and tenacity.
The order varies for any given year."
~ Paul Sweeney ~