10 Years!

This morning when I woke, I was remembering how excited I was this morning 10 years ago. October 24, 1998 is when Eric and I were married. Wow! In some ways it does not seem like it has been that long, and in others I can't remember a life without him. I guess you could actually say 14 years since we dated for 4 years before we were married, but there is something about an official anniversary that makes you think back and remember all the wonderful times. I thought I would share one of my favorite wedding memeories today--I am feeling a little sappy. Hey, I am carrying twins so I am entitled to a little bit of hormone overload :) Anyway, this one is not really sappy...in fact, it is pretty funny.

I was not a bridezilla, at least I don't think so and Eric says I wasn't either...but of course I am not sure he would say so anyway. But I did know what I wanted at my wedding...I did all the planning, shopping, and decorating because I knew exactly what I wanted. Well, two days before the wedding I got a little reminder that the details were not as important as the wedding. My sorority sister who was to sing all the songs at my wedding called and said she was not going to be able to make it...her father had had a heart attack. Then 2 hours later I found out that one of my bridesmaids was not going to be there either. I have to admit I was starting to stress and had a little breakdown. Those 2 issues were dealt with and handled with little effort thanks to some good friends and creative thinking.

Wedding day arrived and I was on cloud nine. I was not nervous at all. I was sooooo excited! The day went pretty smooth and I was standing with my grandfather on one side and my dad on the other, both about to walk me down the aisle. (A little background info for those of you who did not know us 10 years ago....we were married in the Eric's parents church and his sweet cousin played the music for us on the organ and she was in her 70's) Anyway, the Wedding March began to play those first few chords before I was to start walking. On the last chord a horrible noise filled the church. If you have seen that old 80's movie The Goonies, there is a scene where they had to play a skeleton organ and if they played the wrong note a nasty sound came out and part of the floor falls away. Well that noise in the movie was glorious music next to what came out of that organ in the church. But sweet Bethleen (eric's cousin), did not miss a beat...she jumped up from that organ ran (shuffled really) across the front of the church, sat down at the piano and started again. I couldn't see Eric's face at this point, but I did see Bethleen run and could not help but laugh. That really set my mood for the rest of the night because it hit me right then that I would not remember the angle that I had positioned all the flowers sitting around the church to be perfect, or the hours spent fixing my hair and veil, or really even the dress...I would forever remember seeing Bethleen running across the church and then seeing the relief on Eric's face that I was not upset. I remember the exciting butterflies in my stomach when Eric kissed me for the first time as his wife and how wonderful it was.

So this morning, it is those type of memories I am thinking about. The one's that at the time did not seem monumental, but years later still make me smile. We have had lots of memories like that over the years and I am so glad. And I cannot wait to see what the next ten years has in store for us. :)