But all this talk about weddings has me reminiscing about my own wedding.
I got married when I was 21. My husband was 37.
And we already had a one-year-old son.
This did not go over well with our religious mothers. They wanted us to get married.
My husband is the most romantic person in the whole entire world. He really swept my off my feet. His proposal was like out of a great love story. It was a-maz-ing. It went something like this:
Picture me standing in the kitchen, I was feeding our toddler. My husband was standing in the living room, picking up a log to put in the fireplace. It was January. We were talking about getting our taxes done.
And then it happened.
He said, "You know, if we get married this year it would be a tax deduction."
I said, "Hmmm".
And that was it.
We were engaged.
Looking back I would never accept a proposal like that now. I think I deserve a little better than that. He didn't even get me a ring until two weeks before the wedding. What can I say, I was young, dumb, and in love. A recipe for stupid decisions. (For the record- I've put a lot of work into my husband since then and he's nothing like that today. It's taken awhile, but he's learned.) :)
We were married that fall. I knew that I was only going to get married once in my life. I took those vows seriously. So I wanted a spectacular wedding. Looking back, I'm happy about our wedding. The ceremony took place in an 1800's chapel. All the woodwork and the pews were original. It was so very "us".
Our reception was at a golf course down the road from the chapel. I think of our wedding every time I drive by there. The food was fantastic. We had so much fun. We don't have as many pictures as I would like, but we have pictures. We forgot the video camera so we don't have any video which really makes me sad.
I know that many people at our wedding didn't expect us to stay married. I know that they talked about our age difference, and they were probably taking bets on how fast we'd get a divorce.
Look at us now. This year we will celebrate our thirteenth wedding anniversary and we've been together for going on sixteen years.
Every one of my friends who got married around the same time we did is now divorced. Even the ones who everyone expected would make it.
You never know what's in a person's heart.
Marrying my husband was probably the best decision I've ever made.
This post is part of the A to Z Challenge.