The happiest moment in my life thus far would have to be my wedding day. I can remember it as though it were yesterday even though it will have been 12 years this November 10, since I have been married to my wonderful husband. Yes, wonderful, marvelous, sympathetic, empathetic, nurturing, caring, a kind soul, etc. etc. is how I would describe Graham.
Anyway, the day of our wedding I got up early to start the whole process of getting ready even though I wouldn’t actually get married officially until 2:30 p.m. on a Saturday afternoon. I have always been a planner and I try to plan things down to the enth degree, although sometimes life doesn’t always work the way that I would want it to.
I remember going with my mother to get my hair done at Cookie Cutters hair salon and having my tiara and netting fixed ahead of time to my hairdo. I remember that morning being some nervous but not nearly as nervous as I thought that I would be considering I would be spending the rest of my life with someone. After all, my soon-to-be-husband and I both had just turned 30 so we weren’t exactly spring chickens starting out our lives. Of course, I wouldn’t say we were over-the-hill either. I also wouldn’t say that I had necessarily planned on waiting this late in life to get married. For me, I really didn’t have a choice in the matter as I feel as though I got married when I was supposed to. I have a strong faith and my faith lead me to this point in my life so it just seemed very natural and normal to be getting married at this time.
After having my hair done at the salon, wearing blue jeans and a baby blue long-sleeved shirt, I remember heading on to the church to start more preparations for the wedding. I remember thinking that I wasn’t going to do well going without food for a long period of time and that I would definitely need something to eat between breakfast and the time of the wedding itself. I remember my mother making a special point to get several large trays of meats, cheeses, breads, etc. fixed ahead of time from a local grocer to have it at the church for the entire wedding party to munch on so that none of us would risk passing out at the altar. I remember hearing comments later from my husband’s side of the family that this tray of good was greatly appreciated by all.
I remember eating a sandwich and trying not to mess up my hair or makeup and I remember drinking very little because I didn’t want to have to make a bathroom run in the middle of the festivities, especially wearing a very long formal wedding gown.
I remember getting ready in this special room at the church where myself, my mom, and my three bridesmaids all huddled together changing clothes, tending to last minute makeup touches, putting on shoes, chatting with each other, and just taking in the day. This particular room had a long wall of mirrors on one side and I remember standing in front of those mirrors in my full wedding gown staring back and hardly recognizing the person. My hair was long and curled and my tiara on top of my head had netting attached to it that had small pearls scattered across the netting. My gown was truly a work of art in my mind. I had always wanted something very formal and it really was what I had always wanted. The gown was white, long sleeved and the sleeves came down to a point over the top of my hands. The gown had a fairly long train that could be bundled up and pinned to help me better get around later after the ceremony was over. My gown was full of beading all across the front and especially around the bottom of the gown it had scalloped edges with more beading. The sleeves at the top were puffed up at the shoulders and the gown had a V-neck and the back of the gown had a huge bow in the middle of my waist that trailed down towards the bottom. The shoes I picked were white satin with a special patch that was added to the top of the shoe to make it match the rest of the gown and it had a low heel as I didn’t want to topple over during the ceremony.
I must admit that this gown made me feel like a princess and was the gown of my dreams. Of course, I was marrying the man of my dreams and my soul-mate forever, so I had pretty high expectations anyway of what the day would be like. I must say, other than a few minor glitches, that the wedding was perfect and everyone looked wonderful.
The most important part of the whole wedding was the fact that I was married to the man of my dreams. I loved Graham that day for certain and wanted everyone to know it. The funny thing is that as much as I loved him that day, I love him even more every day of our married life since then. We have been through a lot in 12 years time but our love and faith has sustained us and I know that it will continue to do so for many years to come. One of the best things about our marriage is our open communication with each other. I absolutely treasure that aspect of what we have together. The other part that I always remember about our marriage is the fact that my husband told me this phrase and it has stuck with me all of these years, “If there is one thing that I promise you, it is that there will never be a dull moment in our marriage.”
I must say the he kept his promise and I will always remember that for years to come. Thank you, my beloved husband, for the fulfilling, meaningful years that you have given me, and I look forward to many, many more….