This was the day I married my beautiful wife. One year to the day after our first date. We were so young. Her, 19, me just barely 21. It was sunny and warm in Monroe, Washington. We went to the mall together. I bought her a snowboard. We got lost and showed up late. Being late is our thing now.
We just celebrated 20 years together as husband and wife. I took her back to the exact spot we were married in October. The place is being torn down to build condos. The trees were overgrown, homeless people camp there. We wandered through the trees and found the stone steps near the waterfall where we stood twenty years before. I gave her a Fire Opal ring and asked her to stay with me for another 20 years. Then I climbed the empty waterfall to tear down a swastika sign so we could take a picture.
This is the day that I also got married. It rained so hard in NJ that roads were flooded and the reception hall had no electricity. We had our party, in the dark. The only lights in the room were from candles on the table. My purse was stolen that night, so we couldn’t leave for our honeymoon. Even though I cried at the end of the night…all of our family and friends remember every detail of that night and how much fun they had just sitting and visiting with out of town family. We are still married…so I guess rain on your wedding day is good luck.
Saturday, October 19, 1996
This was the day I married my beautiful wife. One year to the day after our first date. We were so young. Her, 19, me just barely 21. It was sunny and warm in Monroe, Washington. We went to the mall together. I bought her a snowboard. We got lost and showed up late. Being late is our thing now.
We just celebrated 20 years together as husband and wife. I took her back to the exact spot we were married in October. The place is being torn down to build condos. The trees were overgrown, homeless people camp there. We wandered through the trees and found the stone steps near the waterfall where we stood twenty years before. I gave her a Fire Opal ring and asked her to stay with me for another 20 years. Then I climbed the empty waterfall to tear down a swastika sign so we could take a picture.
Great story…you found joy in something that had been ostensibly lost. Thanks for sharing
This is such a beautiful story. I hope you have many, many happy years together.
This is the day I was born.
the day i was born
This is the day that I also got married. It rained so hard in NJ that roads were flooded and the reception hall had no electricity. We had our party, in the dark. The only lights in the room were from candles on the table. My purse was stolen that night, so we couldn’t leave for our honeymoon. Even though I cried at the end of the night…all of our family and friends remember every detail of that night and how much fun they had just sitting and visiting with out of town family. We are still married…so I guess rain on your wedding day is good luck.
Also the day I was born… crazy to think how many stories are changing every day