Portrait of a bride

She stood in front of the mirror in her beautiful tailor-made satin and organza wedding dress. Forget the age-old superstition that the bride was not to look in the mirror on her wedding day. This was the day she had waited for all her life, and she was not going to let someone else tell her how she looked. Ah yes, THAT was the look she was going for. Not bad for a few hours’ sleep! She had barely slept from the excitement. That, and all the unusual sounds coming from different parts of the house. Out-of-town relatives were trying to figure out sleeping arrangements (didn’t she stumble over someone who was camped out on the floor on her way to the bathroom in the middle of the night?) People were cooking, talking and laughing late into the night, and then when everything got quiet, the silence was deafening and that kept her awake!

She’d had her life planned out, including getting married at in her late 20s, after getting her master’s degree and securing a cushy job in International Relations, but it wasn’t to be. “Baby bride,” her mother had called her. Her knight in shining armor had disrupted her agenda and stolen her heart long before the “appointed time.”

She allowed her mind to replay the events of the past couple of days, leading up to the grand finale: the church wedding. She didn’t want to forget a single thing. From the elaborate Nigerian-style traditional wedding two days earlier, with all the family, friends, food and fanfare that went with it; the last minute errands; the constant stream of wedding guests arriving from out of town, up until this very moment. She wondered what her groom was doing. Was his heart beating with excitement like hers was? How much sleep did he get last night? What kind of marriage would theirs turn out to be? How many kids would they have? Who would they look like? She found herself trying to peek into the future. Quickly, she reined in her thoughts. Whoa, girl, savor the moment, remember? She chided herself.  She glanced over at her best friend and maid-of-honor, who’d spent the night and was now putting finishing touches to her makeup. “Can you believe it? I’m getting married!” That was good for a giggle, the way only girlfriends knew how to…

******

Two decades later, the memory of that day still stays with her.  She hangs up the phone from talking to her former maid-of-honor, who’d called to wish her happy anniversary. She takes a quick inventory of her life. Three countries, three beautiful children, a few discreetly located gray hairs and a lifetime of adventure later, she realizes she’s still crazy in love with her groom and SHE’D DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN!

Happy 20th anniversary, Joseph, my groom, my best friend, the love of my life. I loved you then, I love you still. Always have, always will…

Once upon a December in 1988

Once upon a December in 1988

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7 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. jthelmsdeep
    Dec 04, 2008 @ 22:59:24

    Wow, I’m all verklamped! Thanks for this precious memory sweetie. Now let’s go make some more over the next twenty years.

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  2. ash
    Dec 05, 2008 @ 01:53:37

    beautiful story. beautiful picture. i love it! happy anniversary you two. xo

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  3. joey
    Dec 05, 2008 @ 06:08:35

    Beautiful!!! Happy 20 J and S!!

    Reply

  4. Teresa
    Dec 05, 2008 @ 15:37:57

    Sweet love story! Thanks for the picture, looks like we had the same color themes at our weddings. Having celebrated 20 years ourselves earlier this year, I can honestly & joyfully tell you-it only gets better!

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  5. Thea
    Dec 05, 2008 @ 17:27:43

    HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!! You both embody the right to say “follow me as I follow Christ” and I respect that about you so much. Thank you both for your vulnerability and willingness to be used of the Lord whenever and however He chooses to use you. You have been the open arms of Christ to me and so many…on this day your union is to be celebrated!

    We love you very much – have a blast this weekend!
    Thea & the Smith fam

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  6. Bimi
    Dec 06, 2008 @ 09:39:29

    Hay que LIIIIIIIIINDO!!!!!!

    Reply

  7. Nike A
    Dec 08, 2008 @ 08:01:08

    Happy anniversary my dear friend. May God continue to shower you both with blessings, love and favor now and always. E se ore ara yin kale o – Amin.
    You will probably do a much better job interpreting that to others.
    Love you both dearly!

    Reply

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