Saturday, September 15, 2007

Wedding thoughts


All this talk about weddings and reading Rama Hughes story of meeting his wife, got me thinking, of course, about my own wedding so many years ago.

I think I've talked about it before, but I met Tony through my college roommate, he is her brother. We met, had some fun with friends and that night, with NO reason, I dreamed a very interesting dream (no, not that kind of dream) and woke up knowing that I would marry him someday. I didn't see him again for a few years, and we started dating about 4 years after we first met. Poor thing didn't know that he was a marked man but he took it well when I told him.

He designed our wedding invitations, and with a friend, printed them on a hand press down at the South Street SeaPort museum. A quiet, but romantic man, he has kept the rest of the invitations in a little packet and I always know where it is. Many times I have been tempted to "get rid of that old pile of papers" but never have the heart to do it, and am always glad.

Still love him like crazy.

7 comments:

Forever Young said...

aaah, gosh, what a sweet little story, you had such good role models in your own parents, and that always helps. you keep loving him, you hear!

Mim said...

it's either love him...or leave him by the side of the road somedays! Hard work living with someone...

Forever Young said...

yup...

'sometimes i wake up grumpy....
other days i let him sleep.'

Cathie said...

beautiful and graceful!

Switchsky said...

nice...elegant

Perriette said...

Don't you dare throw those papers away!! He did a lovely job.

ksklein said...

what a wonderul post!