8 Years Ago Today
I was dressed in a black tux with white shirt and white bowtie & cumber bun with hours to go before I was to take the woman I was madly in love with as my wife. I had no idea what to do so I began wandering the neighborhood.
I visited the front office of the apartment complex where the mailboxes were to check a mailbox I knew was empty. I stopped in the 7-11 on the corner to buy some gum. I just needed something to do. I was anxious, excited, elated, and running on a seemingly unlimited supply of adrenaline, yet I had several hours to wait. So I walked... er rather, I floated around the neighborhood feeling like a million dollars in my rented tux.
The air was crisp, the sun was rising, and my hopes were soaring. I was soaking in every second of the most important day of my life as a continuous dialogue with God ran through my head thanking Him for this opportunity I was truly undeserving of. Yet every second seemed stretched such that the moment I had been waiting for still seemed years away.
I meandered over to the LDS chapel across the street where I was going to be pledging my life to my sweetheart. I knew she was getting ready to do the same for me, but I just had to sneak up on her. Being separated from her over the previous 24 hours felt like an eternity.
As I wandered around the building peeking into the rooms hoping to get an unauthorized view of my gorgeous bride, I saw members of the church in action setting up for our big day. Having no money, all the decorations, flowers, and food were being donated out of the goodness of the members' hearts to sanction our special day... despite the fact that we were members of the congregation for only a couple of months. When I found the room she was in, I peeked in to see her best friend Jen doing her hair in a sexy up-do... or whatever you women call it when flowing locks of blond hair is raised to expose an irresistibly kissable neck.
When I was busted cheating a peek, screams from the bridesmaids broke the quiet of the room as the door was promptly shut on my face. All I could do was smile from ear to ear. I was immediately ushered out of the building by the smiling members who were perhaps vicariously reliving their own glory days.
That day was a day I had wished for since my adolesence and remains a day that I fondly cherish still. We had a simple and sweet ceremony and were married by the Bishop who was so proud of us that even he had to choke back tears of joy as he joined our hands in a marriage that will persevere throughout all of time and eternity.
8 years later and I feel the same feelings of thankfulness and joy that I had felt then. I was lucky enough to have found the One I had spent what felt like an eternity dreaming of.
Rather than having those feelings fade, they've only grown stronger as now we are in the process of raising 5 precious children.
Sure there are days when I consider it a miracle that there is still hair on my head, yet I wouldn't change shoes with any man on the planet, for anything in the world. I know that I was undeservedly blessed to have found my destiny- and it resides in the tender places of my wife's heart. As long as she is there by my side, there is no adversity too difficult, nor any refuge sweeter.
I love you with every fiber of my being Rhonda...
*raises glass* To the last 8 years... and to the next 80...
I love you baby.