I'll write more about my adventures with (husband!) later, but for now I want to put down a few thoughts about our very, very special wedding day and some of the sweet, small moments we experienced.
The night before our wedding my little sister julia and I stayed in a hotel near temple square. We laughed and chatted and had some great, girly bonding time. I was grateful for that because my time with her is limited these days. She lives far away and is suddenly oh-so- grown up! Sisters are important. Later that night, we both fell asleep, but I woke up frequently, my head spinning with electric excitement. At about 3am, I finally rolled out of bed, took a hot shower and decided to go on a walk. Temple square was exquisitely silent at 4am. The light posts speckled across the dark skyline and the water at the fountain was gently rustled by the wind. It was a rich and quiet moment. I took a picture of the lit up salt lake temple on my phone and sent it to Chris. I hoped he would wake up to the photo and feel excited! However, he surprised me by answering back immediately "are you on a walk?". Within minutes, a wide-eyed Chris was bounding up the sidewalk toward me... At 4:30 in the morning. We hugged and talked.. shared a moment with the night. We played a song on my phone and practiced slow dancing for our reception that night. It was beautiful.
The rest of the morning was a blur. Getting ready, shoveling down 3 bites of eggs, walking to the temple, preparing for our marriage... The experiences all sifted through my scattered brain like sand. There is something surreal about these epic moments of our lives- something that toys with our imagination and gives us a sense that what we are experiencing can't be real, is too big for our minds to wrap around and package up. It is a sense of the extraordinary!
While waiting for our sealing, Chris and I sat together and stared at each other. I had been a little nervous in the morning, but sitting there with Chris brought peaceful sweet feelings that muffled all the worried butterflies in my stomach.
Finally, they came to get us. My uncle walked down a bright hallway with cream carpet to meet us, his white suit pressed and eyes sparkling with kindness. And then.. We went in together. When Chris and I walked through the door, a strong emotion crashed over us both like a curtain of water. It was the most beautiful and powerful thing I have ever felt in my life. I knew I was in the right place, at the right time, with the right people. I knew a new level of happiness that I had never experienced before and would never forget.
Some tender experiences of life are more grand and spectacular than we could ever understand.
.... Many minutes later, Chris and I waited together before walking out to meet family and friends. He was beaming- I had never seen him so happy. I felt butterflies whenever I saw the gold band wrapped around his finger. How can I love that ring so much?!!! (Days later, I am still commenting on it). There is something so treasured and special and thrilling about the knowledge that we are together- that his ring represents me, represents us!!
Here are a few photos of the first few days of our honeymoon in Italy!
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