Four Years - My Ordinary Wonderful

Friday, October 9, 2009

I was pulling the laundry out of the dryer this morning, careful of my stretching, third-trimester baby belly while the two-year-old entertained herself in the living room. Pete came into the kitchen on his way out to work - "Happy anniversary..."

And we laughed because we'd both forgotten, and wasn't it wonderful?


Four years ago today, I woke thankful for sunlight after a week of rain. Pete sneaked in that morning to pick up his cell phone, forgotten the night before after he'd said good night. I stayed in bed, thinking of my surprise for him, my song, my vow. He came to hug me before he left again for his groom-preparation.

Four years ago today, he came back into my room after everyone had cleared, and I was in my wedding dress, a little unsure of my hairstyle and the uncoverable zit in the center of my forehead. He was like a little boy; I was too shy - we were way too young to be doing this.

We descended the stairs to the yard where everyone was waiting for pictures. I laughed too loud, tried to be comfortable in front of the camera, tried to help Pete in. It was best when he laughed too.

Then it was over, my song had been sung, our vows had been made official, the dancing had stirred up enough old dust to give me an asthma attack that held me still. We climbed into the car, decorated by his mom (because our groomsmen were all too stuck-in-the-mud to have thought of that) and looked at one another as we drove away: "What did we just do?"

After four years, I think we still ask that question, but you know, I think it's the question that makes our "just another days" special. Yeah, I'm still not ready to be the wife and mom I thought I'd be; he still gets little-boy-giddy over fencing, over seeing me in a pretty dress. And it's not getting old yet. There's nobody else I'd rather spend my life with.

So here's to a few more years of wonder. I think fifty or sixty would be about right for me. I'm a slow learner.

Besides, he's promised some wonderful nursing home pranks.





(Image © Bob Updegrove Photography)

9 comments:

Lynette said...

OH, absolutely wonderful :-) Congratulations to both of you and to Father for getting the two of you together!!!

the Joneses said...

Happy anniversary! I remember that very beautiful wedding on a beautiful evening.

Darren and I think back to ourselves so happy and confident vowing to each other for life, and wonder, "What were we THINKING?!"

-- SJ

Danielle said...

Happy Anniversary! Hope you have another wonderfully ordinary day!

T. J. Knowlton said...

That is so wonderful. Blessings on your day! It doesn't get old, does it? I am with you on that.

Thanks so much for stopping over to my side of the bloggy-sphere. Your encouragement means so much to me. I left something there for you, yesterday.

Kate said...

Happy anniversary! Two more days until my own "anniversary" of sorts -- a year since Joseph proposed. :-)

Maureen said...

We share our October events, although mine and J.'s is the 19th.

Congratulations!

I love that Pete can get giddy over you. May it always be so. And that you won't ever get over your feeling about spending your life with him.

You'll be having fun in that nursing home. I can just tell.

Gabe said...

If, somewhere over the swamp, you hear a faint shout of "Happy Anniversary," it's me. Still stuck in the mud, but hoping you have a great day... ;-)

Laura said...

I feel that I have just been to your wedding.

I'm throwing rice...

Cassandra Frear said...

The picture says it all.

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