On March 5, 1988, I put on a string of pearls, a garter with a blue bow, and the same dress my mother had worn in July of 1959 (she made it herself). SuperDad rented a tux (grey, not black, because he looks better in grey). We convinced a handful of friends to dress up, too.
One of these lovely ladies is KCINNOTX, to whom I apologize because she never wore that dress again. I doubt any of them did. (I loved those dresses but couldn’t afford to purchase one myself.) And of course, the shoes dyed to match the teal bridesmaid dresses were useless after this one day.
The wedding was in the church I had grown up attending (and where my dad had been a pastor) although no one from my family lived in that town any more. It’s where I wanted to be, where I had dreamed of having my wedding — although possibly simply because it was the only church I knew for 11 formative years — and saying “I do” in that beautiful sanctuary.
When I think about it, we were so very, very young: I was 22 years old and my dh was 24 years old. What did we know of love and of life?
But we did know what commitment was… and we knew that we meant it when we said, “For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, ’til death do us part.”
Today, March 5th, 2013, is our “silver” anniversary.
And yes, we both sport some silver in our hair.
SuperDad still looks good in gray, and I’m still thrilled to be his wife.
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