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."