The wedding was scheduled for noon on January first. (I'm thinking, get married a day earlier and get the tax break for all of 2008, but I digress). It was to be in the home with just a few friends and family members.
I was on the street at 11:50, but couldn't find the house. I had been in contact with the bride on several occasions, but only had her work number, which would be of no help with the office being closed for the holiday.
At 12:20 the bride called me. Yea! She wasn't even in town yet. Double yea! I wasn't late after all. I stayed put, she drove by on her way in and escorted me to the house. Finally, at 1:30pm the ceremony began. It was beautiful. Simple. Sweet. Bare feet on hard wood floors. Casual, with lots of laughter and tears.
They had written, and shared their wedding vows. Personal stuff--hearts exposed. They pledged their love and committed themselves to each other for a lifetime. People who say, "It's just a piece of paper" are wrong. It is much, much more than that.
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Love this! Glad you weren't late, too! :)
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