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Five Years

23 Jul

Five years ago, I married my best friend.  I know, it’s so cheesy…but it’s so true!  I would rather hang out with Mr. Soup than anyone else in the world.  He’s the one person I don’t get tired of.  I still get flutters in my heart when I see him.  My tummy does flips when he looks at me with those deep brown eyes.

When getting ready, I wasn’t nervous at all.  Only smiles on my face.

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Even when I forgot my bra and had to borrow my braidsmaid’s.

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That first sight of you was perfect. In all your kilted glory, I wanted to just run down the aisle to you.

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Your face was exactly what I wanted to see at that moment.

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Our ceremony was perfect. Exactly what I wanted. Prayers and love filled that room. The same room that my parent’s were married in. My favorite moment was our time behind the altar while my cousin’s sang. Those precious minutes will always remain with me.

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We were halfway there…in limbo. Not married but not just engaged either. I couldn’t help myself and needed to touch you. I knew I would get in trouble, but had to kiss you somehow. I didn’t care.

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Then suddenly, we were married! So excited, I walked back down the aisle without my bouquet. I didn’t care!

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Our transportation to the reception site ended up getting a flat tire, so arrived much later than it was scheduled. But I didn’t mind. We got to take more pictures at the church and relax for just a bit.

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The poor guy that drove the vintage Rolls Royce had to change a tire in his chauffeur outfit. He was tiny and upon seeing the front seat, one can see why. The car was altered to allow for more room in the back seat, not leaving much in the front.

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We finally arrived and went to cut the cake immediately so people could start eating. Of course, no one could find a knife to cut, so we hung out for a bit longer….

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Speeches, more pictures as the sun started setting and our first dance.

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After that, time seemed to just speed by in a flash. The evening was in fast forward.

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Can-can dancing and “Scottish” step dancing I remember.

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I also remember the infamous hat. It was discovered in our trunk when things started getting loaded into it. Had been won at the Rose Festival a few weekends earlier. It was used for the money dance, and then pretty much everyone took a turn at some point wearing that hat.

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The evening was a success. A full and complete success. Everyone had so much fun.

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Even now, people will comment about how much fun they had. I love the memories of the wedding…but the marriage. The marriage has been the best.

Thank you, honey, for being my perfect match. For complimenting my crazy with your own. I love you, forever and always. Thank you for putting up with my randomness and moods. God truly knew what he was doing when he beat us over the head to get together. And for that I am so incredibly thankful.

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(If you want to read about our proposal, click here!)  Oh, and all images were taken by the amazing Sikora Photography.

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Thank You Journal – July 22nd, 2010

22 Jul

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4 Years Continued

23 Jul

Today marks the fourth anniversary of my marriage to my perfect match.  When I last left you, I had just left my boyfriend in Chicago to fly back to Disney.  I didn’t know what would happen next, but took solace in the fact that things would work out.  They had to.

The next month, in May, was his birthday.  Originally his mom was going to buy him tickets to see Dave Matthew’s Band in concert.  He asked her instead to pay for a plane ticket to come up and visit.  I was so excited.  Especially since the weekend that worked best ended up being the same one that my parents were visiting my dad’s Air Force buddies in Minnesota.  I could have them meet the man I loved!  It was perfect!

Our plan was this: I would fly into Chicago where we would then drive to Minnesota, visit with my parents and stay a full day, then drive back to Indiana the next morning to meet his mom, her boyfriend and his sister, before taking me back to Chicago to fly back to Florida.  It would be busy and crazy, but totally worth it.

I knew at some point during that weekend, he would propose.  He wouldn’t tell me when, but since we would be meeting my parents, he would get the chance to ask for my hand from my dad.

It didn’t quite work out that way.

My plane was late.  Mr. Soup came driving into Chicago and ended up having to wait for almost 6 hours before I arrived.

If you’ve ever been in the Chicago Midway airport, you’ll know that there is a long lane before you get to where you can meet visitors.  Walking down that was the longest trip I had ever had.  I could see him.  It had only been a couple weeks, but all I wanted was to be in his arms.  I wanted to run, but was too tired.  Finally though, I made it.  Wrapped in his arms, I was home.

After that great hug, he pulled me to the side and said he had something to give me.  He handed me a card.  While I was reading it, I noticed a strange lady popping in and out from around the corner but just thought it was some crazy lady and got back to reading.  It was filled with amazing thoughts and words.  I went to hug him thanks, and he got down on his knee.  He proposed to me right there in the airport, on almost the exact spot where we had had our first kiss.

The crazy lady?

She was taking pictures.  She was someone he had just met who was waiting for her son and Mr. Soup asked her to take pictures while he proposed to his girlfriend.

Non-chalantly giving me a card.

Reaching for the ring as I try to hug him in thanks.

Reaching for the ring as I try to hug him in thanks.

First Kiss as an Engaged Couple!

First Kiss as an Engaged Couple!

How many of you have photos of your proposal?