- 7 years ago
- Wedding: October 2010
610-765-8904, I’ve never seen that number before so I investigated a bit further.
I stumbled upon that number on the back of a receipt in a jacket that I hadn’t worn since last season. Trash, I thought but I’ll check anyway. I unfolded it. Scanned it. The price jumped out at me. Ninety-six dollars? What did I buy at Robertson’s Florist that cost that much? I examined it a little further. It was for a sunflower arrangement purchased on October 29th to be delivered to me!
It was for the flowers Leo surprised me with on our wedding day. I smiled while looking at it- the kind where your bottom lip sticks our a little further because you could cry happy tears.
Took me right back to October 30th, the day we committed to spend the rest of our lives together. For richer or poorer, in sickness and in health….
My bridal party and I stayed at my parents’ house. We slept in my old room which is now my sisters. Emily and I shared a bed. It was the one I slept in while I was in fifth grade. We were snuggled on a double mattress between an intricate white rod iron head and foot board. The mattress had just enough room that she didn’t kick me in the middle of the night in typical Emily fashion. After all it was my wedding night I needed my beauty rest.
I don’t remember falling asleep but I leaned over to check the time throughout the night about every two hours. I woke up around six but if I didn’t have my cell phone I wouldn’t have known the time. My room was pure darkness. My room darkening shades were still hanging from high school.
Immediately I woke up my sister but we had to be very quiet because the others were sleeping on the sofa bed on the other side of the room. We tip toed down the stairs into my parents’ room. My dad was out taking the dog for a walk. We climbed in bed with my mom just like when we were little in the summer time. My mom rolled over and groggily joked.
“You sure about ttthhhhissss? YAAWWWNNN “You know you don’t have to do it.”
My sister and I laughed politely. My mom cackled. She had used this joke since I got engaged.
We chatted for a while reminiscing about the whole wedding planning process and reviewed the itinerary for the day.
“Going to the chapel and your going get married…” interrupted us. The Dixie Cups and my harmonious bridesmaid sang it. It was officially my wedding day.
My sister and I ran upstairs to join the dance party. After the song was over, I began opening the blinds and straightening up. We didn’t have much time until Yun would be there to do our hair. I was almost done and my dad yelled up: “Flowers are here!” Hmmm….I thought Brittany, the florist, told me she wouldn’t be there until 12. I leaped down the stairs skipping a few in between with excitement. It was a square vase overflowing with vibrant yellow sunflowers and a few green berries in between. The contrast of the green berries made sure you really appreciated each flower in the bunch. A quaint white envelope attached with my name on it. Inside it was signed- your husband, Leo. The tone was set. I couldn’t wait to meet him at the alter.