Smiles, tears, laughter and flower petals filled the air and swirled with the yellow pollen into our hair and covering our cars. Everything was perfect. The cake, the flowers, the people, the love, my handsome husband. Everything was just perfect. We were married under a cover with tulle swirling in white and gold. The Harley's stood guard across the back. Loved ones clustered in the trees taking photos like paparazzi. My Dad looked liked the fine Southern father. Bug's parents smiled and held hands supporting us from their side. Bug's daughter along with her son, Kensington, and her honey, Ken surprised us and came for the wedding. A friend from my past, surprised me and showed up and took lots of photos.
It was a day of magic and surprises. My dearest friends were there. Linda, one of my two best friends from college asked me what shoes I was wearing for the wedding. After determining that my white ballet slippers, the only almost appropriate pair of shoes for this day, were covered in chicken manure from when I had to rush into the coop one night late after the Opera House, were not going to cut it. So she and Susan bought me a beautiful pair, and Linda ended up being my wedding planner and she and Susan, Lynne, Sioux and Vicki worked with Bug's Mother and Daughter and everything was perfect.
His parents bought the bride's cake, we bought the groom's cake. My Dad bought the flowers, and all the precious loved ones brought food and ice and drink.
It was just perfect. I will tell you more soon, but I wanted to get something posted. I am a very happily married woman now. Something I could never have imagined. I married my best friend, my pal, my buddy, my love, and we are even happier each moment we look into each other's smiles. Monday I walked around the yard and just thought how perfect my life is. When I moved here there were no gardens, no flowers, no camellias, no azaleas. And now, on our wedding dance, flowers danced in the breeze with white, pink and purple.
Here are some of the happy moments:
|Mom and Dad and the bride cake|
|A proud Papa and his grandson, Kensington|
|Here comes the bride and groom|
|A Celtic hand tying ceremony with my Vicki|
|Friends, Flowers and Family|
|A blessing with Geeta, Anvi and Janak|
|The Groom's cake|
|My Fairy Flower Girl, Jessica and her Mom, JongAe, Dad in the background|
|Dad and Vicki|
|Vicki, Linda, Sioux, Kathleen, Susan, Lynne, my dearest precious ones|
Thank you for a perfect day
thank you for a perfect wedding
thank you for a shared time with such sweet precious friends
thank you for giving me this amazing memory
and being in one of those few most perfect moments, and during that time, we all shared that moment.
That sweet precious moment in our life
and it was perfect