Today is my 2nd wedding anniversary. As I sit here and ponder this new life, I have to chuckle a bit.
I was never one of those little girls who dreamed of her wedding one day. It never occurred to me as a child. I dreamed of having a job, going away to college, maybe living in a big city; but never of this life or that big white dress.
Then I met my husband, and everything changed. All of a sudden I knew I was meant to be his wife and we were meant to be a family. It was actually a little bizarre at the time. I remember thinking to myself that I was falling hard for this new guy, but being scared. For the first time I realized that letting myself love and be loved meant giving up all my old dreams. Well maybe not giving up, but definitely re-writing.
The funny thing is he never wanted to get married. He said to me again and again that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me, but for some unexplained reason I needed it to be “official”. So he finally popped the question. Of course once engaged he was going to go all out with the wedding. I tried to talk him into eloping somewhere… just having it be our immediate family and nothing fancy. Ah changing dreams….
Two years ago today we stood in front of 150 of our closest friends and family and had the full shindig… big white dress and all. I would not trade it in for anything in the world!
To my wonderful hubby – thanks for being you and letting me be me… for making me get that big dress… for loving me no matter what… for dragging me all across this country… for letting me get the crazy dog… for our beautiful son and for our even better than I could have imagined life!
