My Wedding Day

There are many things I remember about my wedding day, but most of all I remember how much I loved it. Regrets, well I guess it would be that I never stopped that day to just take one look in a mirror to see how I looked as a bride. I never once saw myself in a full length mirror. I guess I just wasn't that concerned.  I knew I loved my dress, I saw it in a magazine and found it at the store and it was exactly what I wanted even though I tried on many others, I went back to that first dress.  I was happy with how my hair turned out, it was a little comical and crazy at the beauty college I showed up at the morning of my wedding and said, "Hey, can you do my hair for my wedding?". My make-up was done by someone with way more skill than me. At this stage of life, I barely used powder, chapstick and mascara, so anything more than that was an improvement. So I guess I just never felt the need to look in a mirror and see how it all came together. I wish I had.  I see myself in pictures and think I was a pretty bride, but I never remember thinking I was pretty, so seeing it in person would have been a fun memory to make.

I was marrying my best friend.  I knew that by marrying him, he would be my best friend for the rest of my life.  Prior to my wedding day, I had several close friends that had come and gone in my life.  It was always heartbreaking to me, as when I love, I love forever and with all my heart.  I remember walking on the beach with my father about 2 months before I met Rob.  I was crying because my best friend at the time had left for college, was making all kinds of new friends, and had wrote and told me it was too hard to maintain the friendship with me long distance.  I was crushed. My dad and I walked several times a week on the beach and would pray together.  This day I was crying. "I just want to have a best friend for the rest of my life." I said through tears to my dad.  "I am your best friend." my dad sweetly said to me. Looking up at him as we walked hand in hand along the beach, "I know, but it's not the same, you have mom. She is your best friend. I want my own like that."  He said, "Well, let's pray."  So we did.  2 months later I met Rob, 2 months after that I knew I was falling in love.  2 months after that we had a breakfast for dinner type date and he shared his eggs with me and I knew I could be best friends with this man for the rest of my life... 

On my wedding day, I was so nervous.  I hadn't seen him since the night before.  The wedding rehearsal and dinner after was stressful.  Some people were unhappy with me because I was too organized and had too much done and didn't make them feel like they had a bigger part in my wedding.  Some people were pestering me with questions and details that honestly I didn't need to decide.  I didn't even get to my rehearsal because someone needed me to answer a question about dance floor set up.  It was ridiculous.  So now it was my day, I was dressed, ready and so so so nervous.  Every time they would try to take my picture with my mom I would cry, then they would send my dad over to crack jokes and make me laugh again.  My brother Frank who was one of my husbands groomsmen came over from being with Rob to take pictures with me and told me Rob was super nervous.  That was it.  I was sure he was going to leave me at the altar.  I was sure he would be too scared and not go through with it.  I mean why not? We were so young, I was 18, he was a week away from turning 21.  We couldn't even rent a car for our honeymoon.  Yet here we were committing to each other for THE REST OF OUR LIVES!!!  He should be scared, he should walk away.  

The wedding started, the wedding party was walking down the aisles, they shut the doors, they lined me and my father up. The doors opened and I saw him.  You can see it in my wedding video, the moment I went from super nervous, to super relaxed and happy.  He was standing up at the front of the church waiting for me.  He was ready to commit to being my best friend for the rest of my life, and I was ready to commit that to him.  The rest of the day is a blur.  I remember kisses.  I remember dancing close and him singing to me.  I remember a few things others said to me. I remember smiling and swaying as I held his hand in front of the church.  I remember showing up to our honeymoon suite, ordering room service because we were both starving and sitting on our bed opening our cards and eating a club sandwich with fries.  What a great day.  Rob is my best friend.  He is the one I want to be with the most. He is the one who knows me the best. He is the first one I wake to and the last one I kiss each night.  21 years and counting... I will love him 'til my very last breath, and maybe longer. 

  My Wedding Day

My Wedding Day