Five Years Ago

Five years ago, I slipped on a white dress

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I donned “bride” panties…

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And was all cinched up.
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I wore a garter;
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I had pretty pink shoes (that I never saw again after that night);
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I wore a necklace made of pearls the shade of blush;
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And I wore my late grandma’s broach as my “something blue.” 
 
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And you? You looked dashing in your Air Force Mess Dress. So, so dashing. 

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That day, five years ago today, I walked down the aisle listening to Pachebel’s Canon in D with my Papa on my arm.

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I saw you at the front of the chapel with tears in your eyes, and I couldn’t wait to be your wife.
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We stood there, and in front of our family and friends
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we exchanged rings, and vowed to love each other. Forever.
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We said, “I do,” you kissed me, and just like that, we became husband and wife.
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And here we are, five years later. We’ve grown from a couple to a family of four; we’ve seen the world and have put thousands of miles under our belts, we survived living in another country (and have the wine to help us survive several more years here); and we’ve seen each other through amazing times and rough times.

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As I sit here and type this, there’s a baby on my arm/lap/boob, I’m still wearing my maternity yoga pants, I have major baggage under my eyes from a lack of sleep, and my hair is a tangled hot mess. You currently have a Sophia the First sticker stuck to the back of you shirt, you’ve sported a hot pink hair bow in you hair in the last 24 hours, and you make it your mission to make our first born laugh uncontrollably. Your compassion, helpfulness, and eagerness to be a good husband and father does not go unnoticed.

Dinner tonight won’t be just the two of us out celebrating somewhere at a fancy restaurant; instead we’re blessed that someone from your work is bringing over a meal for us so we can focus on our family in these early days with a newborn. My high heels will continue collecting dust in the closet, and I don’t foresee a time in the near future when I’ll have a need to wear makeup (or get out of these yoga pants). And you know what? I’m totally okay with that.

This is our life, and I love it.

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I think it’s sometimes silly when people say that their wedding day was the best day of their life, because there are so many moments after that day that can rival with such a fancy shin dig. But you know what? In retrospect, that was one of the best days of my life, because it’s the day we started our family. 

*All photos courtesy of Kim Jackson Photography

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6 Comments

  1. I have to admit that I cried happy tears as I read through this! You were such a beautiful bride and Kenny was such a handsome groom, and yes your life has changed so much in the past 5 years, but for oh so much for the better! I am wishing you both a very Happy Anniversary!

  2. I think this is the first time I've seen most of those pictures! You're so beautiful! And the bride panties are quite cheeky. 😉

    Happy anniversary to you both!

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