This coming Sunday is our six year
wedding anniversary which got me thinking back on our wedding day. We were
engaged for only three months before we said “I do.” I didn’t need a long engagement
with a big, fancy wedding. After all, I had done that before and never ended up walking down the aisle. So we had a very small wedding with only 35 close
family members attending. We rented out the function room of a local restaurant
for an afternoon lunch (mainly so that my mother who was not in great health
could easily attend). It was a rainy day and the officiant (my good friend from
college) was almost two hours late due to a bad accident that had closed down
part of the highway. Even with that hiccup, the day was perfect. I can remember
other people kind of frantic about the delay while I casually sipped champagne.
I looked amazing, I was surrounded by the people I loved the most, and was marrying the
man I knew that I was meant to be with. What was there to be stressed about?
The ceremony (although late) went off without a hitch and the rain cleared up
enough for us to be able to take pictures outside. The day flew by and it was the
start of our happily ever after.
Oh, and I can still remember our vows! "I, Diane take you Tim to be my husband,
my partner in life, and my one true love. I will trust you and respect you, laugh
with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad. I
give you my hand, my heart, and my love, from this day forward for as long as
we both shall live."
