- 6 years ago
- Wedding: July 2013
I just read Mrs. Sparkler’s one year (SUCH a wonderful blog), and I had to get this out into cyberspace…because it means the WORLD to me.
I was looking through my family’s multiple wedding albums and I got to my mom and dad’s. They went through a LOT to get to their wedding day. And right after the wedding, right after they left the double doors at the back of the church from the wedding ceremony and before the guests or even the attendants walked out, there’s a picture of my father hugging my mother so hard (in fact, so hard that his boutenierre pin went through his jacket, her dress and underclothing, into her skin and made her bleed a bit…she said she didn’t really mind) and with tears in his eyes. My father doesn’t cry. He doesn’t show weakness. He did at that moment, because (in HIS words) he was “So grateful to have married the most amazing woman that ever existed.” And 30 years later he feels the same way.
I want that moment, in our own special way. That “we did it; we conquered the world and I’m so happy” feeling. That “our dreams have come true” realization… That’s the moment I can’t wait for, and will make all this other stress worth it.