My sweetheart and I just celebrated our 6th anniversary. We were late bloomers...married at 32 (me) and 33 (him). But he was SO worth the wait! God provided just the right man at just the right time, and I am very blessed.
We were married in McAllen, TX (our hometown), on November 3, 2001. OK...so now you know how old I am. Oh well.
Our wedding had a fall theme, since we both love autumn. My brother & father sang, the girls group I used to sing with (Shekinah), sang, and Brian & I sang a duet for the unity candle. Both of our brothers and their entire families were in the wedding party. It was such a treasure to have all our nieces and nephews involved. Our flower girl (Brian's brother's daughter) dropped autumn leaves in the aisle, instead of flowers. The triplets, my brother's boys, were bell-ringers. They ran down the aisle just before me, ringing their bells and shouting "Aunt T, Aunt T"! They were almost two...and so adorable. Then the trumpet voluntary began, and I floated down the aisle on my father's arm, to meet my groom, my beloved.
Our home church is situated downtown on a block that also has an old city park and a historic hotel. The church & the hotel share Spanish-style architecture. We were married in the church, then led our guest on a stroll through the park to the hotel while friends played guitar and sang worship songs. It was perfect.
Our wedding day was a wonderful, special day. We treasure it. But it was only the beginning. In our six short years, we've been through better and worse, but mostly better. We've grown up and matured and found ourselves in a deep, solid, steady love.
You were worth waiting for, my beloved. I thank God for you! I love the life we have together. To God be the glory!