It was a magical moment...
...and I will never forget it.
The way he looked at me at the end of the aisle...waiting.
The way we held hands so tightly coming back...
The way he held me while we danced our very first dance as husband and wife.
It was the most perfect day ever, and I will never ever forget it.
I will never forget the way my entire family was together. Aunts and uncles and cousins who I love. Friends who are family and family who are friends. I will never forget the magic and the tears.
On that day, the clouds parted and the glory of heaven escaped. And it landed on the dance floor where we hugged and held hands and clapped as kids break danced and adults shimmied and we threw our hands into the air and screamed when the D.J. played YMCA.
There was freedom and love and a fanfare of fun that weaved through that place and touched every soul in that room. Love that was so real, you could touch it.
I remember kicking my shoes off and hoisting tiers of satin to dance--dance so free, I didn't care if the hem of my dress was scuffed or if my bobby-pinned curls fell.
It was a surreal kind of happiness--a love for not only each other but for life and family and the amazing opportunity to have everyone who matters to you not only in one place at one time, but there to suck the marrow out of life with you.
We sucked the marrow alright. And they were not sips, oh no. They were big, hearty gulps and life just kept flowin'.
We join in the cheesy anniversary traditions of mankind on this day...traditions like leafing through the hundreds of wedding photos and watching our wedding video together, but now we watch with frequent pauses, to fill up a juice cup, change a diaper, dig through the toy box for a set of plastic keys to dangle in front of a bored little baby.
We set out in the evening to enjoy a real "grown up" date,
drinks and appetizers at a quaint bar with a piano man singing Elton John and then dinner at an upscale steakhouse, followed by a few beers at an Irish pub....like we used to do--except this time, we call home in between to ask Nana how the babies are doing and if Ry took her bottle.
Life has changed so very much in the past six years.
We've welcomed two babies...
...and have found so many new ways to love each other.
I found our wedding program this morning in an old box along with a reading by Thomas A. Kempis. In it, he says, "Love alone lightens every burden, and makes rough places smooth. It bears every hardship as though it were nothing, and renders all bitterness sweet and acceptable."
...and I thought about these past several months and how having Kevin and our family and this rich, rich love really has made everything so smooth. And I've thought how destined everything seems to be--as if the planets aligned on that day six years ago so beautifully because this was all in store. And yes, our hardships are though as if it were nothing, and all bitterness has been rendered sweet and acceptable.
And for all the crazy fun we've had...
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...there is so much more.
For all the tears we've shared...yes, I'm sure more of them too. But for the trillions of this-is-it moments--moments when the world seems to slow for just a bit for us to feel it, when we look around at our kids and what we have and how far we've come...yes, there are so many more.
This picture is, by far, both Kev's and my favorite picture of the two of us. It was taken a few days after our wedding in Lake Tahoe on the side of the road. It was the most perfect day ever, we were driving back from Sonoma and we ended up in a blizzard and we were just bathing in happiness.
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We don't have the perfect marriage, no. We forget to communicate sometimes or get snappy or forget to invest in just the two of us. My Hansel-and-Gretel trail of messes annoys him, and it drives me nuts that his "just running to Starbucks for a cup of coffee" turns into hours of tooting around town. We don't always agree on things, but we know that. We say sorry and we try harder and we continually perfect our battle of struggle and repair and struggle and repair and, in doing so, are building something bigger that slowly gains more strengths and less struggles.
Overall...we love. We love deeply and, in six years, we've added to the things we love and, consequently, have become happier.
And, we know what's important...
...and invest in it like crazy.
So, here's to that happy day, the six years in between, and the many more on the way.
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Happy Anniversary y'all !
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