I remember getting ready for our wedding two years ago. The craziness of wedding planning, starting my first full-time job, graduating with my masters degree (the day before the wedding), and setting up our first home in time for Christmas was ever so stressful but when December 11, 2010 dawned, I was the happiest girl in the world. A bride on the brink of heaven. I woke up early to finish a project I had been working on for Daniel (a journal filled with my thoughts from our dating and engagement days) and got to work on my appearance with my best friend (and maid of honor) Claire. Together with her and Jennifer (another dear friend and bridesmaid) I somehow got my hair washed and dried (to go to the salon later), toenails painted, went to a different salon for my manicure, got my makeup on, and eventually my gorgeous wedding dress.
When the photographer was taking my pictures I kept asking if it was time to see Daniel. That's all I wanted. To be with my Daniel. Finally the moment came, and it was perfection!
The moment I had been waiting for all my life was just around the corner. And then, like the first snowfall of winter, my magical winter wonderland wedding was in full swing. Daddy, my first love, the man who had led me to the Lord, baptized me, and prayed for my husband all my life, gave me to my Daniel forever. And I was the happiest I had ever been in my life.
The reception was divine. There were stars in both our eyes the whole evening. The dance hall was filled with merriment and warmth and all of the people in the world that we loved. And I was Mrs. Daniel Lane Patterson.
Two years have passed. We now have the most darling little girl in the world. We've moved once and gone through a few jobs. I thought that December 11, 2010 was the happiest I'd ever be. But I was wrong. I'm happier and more in love with my Daniel now than I've ever been. I grow more in love, happier, more grateful, and more excited to see my husband every single day that passes. Praise God from whom all blessings flow!
{MSP}
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