I do for the next 29

On March 4, 1978 I promised to love, honour and respect . . .

In sickness and in health . . . . .

For richer or poor . . .to submit ourselves, one to another . .

For better or worse . . . . And . . .I promised to give myself only unto Him. . . . Until death do us part. Every year I like to watch our archaic wedding video. Parts make me laugh, and parts make me cry.

Are those not the cutest flower girl and ring bearer? The flower girl is Terry's cousin Carmen who now has her own husband and 2 children. The ring bearer is my little nephew who now has his own wife and who I honoured last Sunday on their 1st anniversary. The candle lighter were my cousin Randy (they didn't have tuxedos in dark colors for small sizes . . it was 1978) The other candle lighter is Brenda who is Terry's sister. My bridesmaid on the right was my friend Elsie who I went to school with. My maid of honour is my friend Shirley who is the one friend I still see who I've known since birth.

My mom made my dress. I had seen one in the Bridal magazine and we copied it from there. It was made of organza instead of the chiffon suggested. I have no idea what happened to that magazine and I always wished that I had kept the original. On December 18 I was reading Jill's post and couldn't believe my eyes. Her dress was unbelievably similar to mine and she had a link posted that was exactly the dress. I had added the ruffle but the rest was so similar except that my mom made sure there was enough fabric so that I could wear a proper bra. Oh boy. The funny thing is . . .I copied down the link, thinking I would use it for my anniversary picture, and Jill would never know. Well Jill and I have become friends through blog land and so Jill will know. Thank you Jill, for doing the research.

We had a perfectly sunny but chilly day. Today, we are really very happy. I know I'm blessed. Our marriage is not perfect. We have worked to improve it and we have enjoyed marriage retreats all through out our marriage. We realize that anything worth something is worth a little effort.

My dad is waving goodbye. Like all parents do, he is wondering where the time went. My mom is looking in the window, loving that she finally (after 4 sons getting married) is the mother of the bride. Did I remember to thank you mom and dad for giving me such a wonderful day?

Song of Solomon 2:10

My lover said to me, "Rise up, my beloved, my fair one, and come away. For the winter is past, and the rain is over and gone. The flowers are springing up, and the time of singing birds has come, even the cooing of the turtle doves. The fig trees are budding and the grapevines are in blossom. How delicious they smell. Yes, spring is here. Arise my beloved, my fair one, and come away."
Happy Anniversary my beloved. I am my beloved's and my beloved is mine.