Thursday, June 18, 2009
15 Years Ago
15 years ago, today, I married this man.
I could say it was a perfect day, with the perfect ceremony, filled with lots of love and no bad things. That however would be a lie.
Ralph was so nervous that the first thing he said to me when he saw me in my wedding dress was, "How is my hair?" That made me cry, so in the first dozen pictures of me, in all my bridal glory, I have red blurry eyes.
During the song that was played as we lit the unity candle we carried on a conversation. It was not one of romance and undying devotion to one another. No, we were making sure we had packed everything for our honeymoon. I specifically recall Ralph asking if I had gotten his deodorant. I am so glad he did not want to smell!
After the ceremony was over Ralph and I got into the van, where we were told we would be driven to the reception.
And we waited.
Finally, Ralph got out and went searching the church to find that everyone had left. The church was empty, and we were the only ones there. I can only imagine how odd it must have appeared to those that saw us pull up to the reception - Ralph driving, and me sitting in the back, by myself.
Then as we were getting ready to leave for our honeymoon, we were given our food basket along with an apology. You see as most receptions go, Ralph and I did not get to stop and eat because we were busy talking and taking pictures. The plan was that the caterer would fix us a basket for us to take with us.
Problem was there was NO food left. Yep, everyone that we had planned on coming to the wedding did, and apparently brought friends. We had grapes and wedding cake for our wedding feast.
My point in sharing all this is 15 years ago today, I began my life as Mrs. Ralph Yoder. Even with the ups and downs of that day, I would do it all over.
I guess our wedding day was a precursor to what our marriage would be.
We have had moments when one says something and hurts the other. We have learned to work through and get over it.
We have learned to communicate and plan.
We have worked together to get to the places we want to go.
We have learned to laugh at what could be an infuriating situation.
I have learned that even though my wedding day may not have been picture perfect, I would not change a thing, because it has been through imperfections that I have learned some of the best lessons.
Thank you Ralph, for taking my hand in marriage.
For being my best friend.
For loving me.
For loving our daughters.
For laughing with me.
For growing old together.