My Wedding Day
Jul 10, 1976
3400 Gulf Blvd,, St Pete Beach, Fl, USA
I wasn’t one of those girls who grew up planning her own future wedding. In fact, the idea of getting married in front of a bunch of people terrified me. My expectations, however, couldn’t have been further from reality. In a good way. If I could bottle up all the love that filled our day, I would. If I could relive it over and over and over, I would. Although we spent many long months planning every single detail of our big day, those aren’t the things I’ll remember. Not at all. Instead, I’ll remember my dad joking about my puppy while walking me down the aisle to calm my nerves. I’ll remember Michael’s shark socks. I’ll remember our friend Jesse singing “Home” so perfectly during the ceremony. I’ll remember hand feeding everyone at the head table our wedding cake because it was so good and I wanted them to enjoy some, too. I’ll remember wearing special jewelry that belonged to each of our Grandmothers. I’ll remember how beautiful everyone looked. And as sappy as this all sounds, it’s the honest to God truth. Love is all that matters.