With all the talk of the Royal Wedding last week, I was reminded of my own wedding. Like Wills & Kate - my husband and I were photographed by strangers upon leaving the church.
Unlike Wills & Kate - the people taking our picture had no clue who we were. They were just driving around the Cades Cove Loop and caught a glimpse of a gorgeous couple leaving the old timey church.
We didn't have millions of dollars at our disposal for decorations, but my Father (the King of Kings) made sure the leaves surrounding the church were at their peak - despite it being a couple weeks past their typical prime.
There was much drama and anticipation leading up to the wedding as well. Blinding flash bulbs created a traffic jam making me late to the church. Of course they weren't taking pictures of me at that point, but rather the bear and cubs along the side of the road.
Causing my father (the earthly one this time) to scream out the window "If you wanna see a bear go to the damn zoo!" Shortly before my mother made him slow down so that we, too, could get a picture of the bears.
My dress wasn't anything special. No figurines (that I know of at least) have been made of me in the dress. It was even on sale - an old sample altered to fit my body. The fact that it cost less than a lot of prom dresses, looked great on my figure, and fit the look of the church made it perfectly special to me.
I had no official ladies in waiting to attend to me and carry my train (after all it wasn't all that long), but some incredible women step up when we realized we'd forgotten the pesky little "who's gonna cut the cake" detail.
I also had 3 incredible women by my side through it all. Heck I even had a Princess in my bridal party!
Sometimes life is hard. The real world reaches up and smacks us in the face. Or throws us a curve ball.
Its nice knowing that at the end of the day, I get to go home to a great guy. He may not always understand my quirks, but he loves me. His quirks may frustrate the dickens out of me, but I can gaze into his eyes and see his love for me.
Also? Its nice knowing that we've got a great support system standing behind us. With divorce so common these days, we found ourselves being the only couple we knew who had both sets of parents still happily married.
One day soon - I have to tell yall the story of the father/daughter dance. Along with the one about the grass from the grassy knoll. Let's just say I'm not winning any "daughter of the century" awards.
What was the most memorable (and fun) part of your wedding??