And they lived happily ever after.
Today is our 25th wedding anniversary.
As much as I would like to share with you the pictures of us taking off in our red convertible Mercedes and placing a call to our pilot to clear the skies so we could go on a spur of the moment whirlwind anniversary trip to Bora Bora, I can’t. 🙁
A couple of small, minor details got in the way.
Sadly, my husband is out of town. Well that and have I ever mentioned that we don’t own a Mercedes or a have a pilot to call or even anything similar to a private jet?
What I do have is a wonderful, kind, intelligent, tall, dark and handsome husband named Wade. And I am thankful everyday he came into my life and choose me. And I him.
The pictures I would like to share with you are from that wedding day, 25 years ago. We were married in Ames, Iowa at St. Johns Lutheran Church.
I wasn’t someone who dreamed about her wedding day. I didn’t cut out pictures of what my dress would look like or pick a color scheme or visit reception venues, or….yea, didn’t do any of that stuff. I only dreamed of one wedding day ritual. Smashing the wedding cake into my someday husbands face. Seriously Wendy? That’s what you consider a wedding ritual?
Sadly, yes. 🙂
I shared with Wade this one thing that I wanted on our wedding day. He listened, but listening and doing are two different things. So on the big day, this is what happened.
And we’ve lived happily ever after. 🙂
You must be logged in to post a comment.