The Talking Trellis

I kissed you good bye in the earliest am, only to miss you as soon as you left.

I got my nails done, put together my flowers, tried to eat lunch, made it to the mansion without running into you. You sent me the sweetest text and I cried.

I fought my way through my tiny bridal room with its overflowing people- how many people can you fit in a dressing room anyway? I held it together until I put on my dress and turned around to see the faces on my Mom, Aunt and Mindy- they were glowing and crying and I knew I had officially become a bride. I didn’t even need the mirror to tell me I had finished my trousseau. I took a sip of the pelligrino my Dad had left for me and headed downstairs.

I saw you before I started to descend and pulled everyone back up the stairs to use the other staircase so you wouldn’t see me. I made it downstairs to see our wedding party in the hall at the ready with the separate parts of our Maypole- it was the first time I had seen some of them and the first time they had seen me! I started to cry, My Dad lead me into the washroom for some tissue and I heard our music. I gathered myself to walk down the aisle toward you.

I stepped into the doorway and saw you, standing there, waiting for me, and I couldn’t stop smiling and crying. Everyone we had invited was there, no one stood, they all were mesmerized by our love, by the excitement and the sweet calm in the air, and crying and smiling as well. Our ceremony and reception were beautiful! The vows, our closest friends surrounding us in a quote circle, our nieces and nephews taking it all very seriously, our toddling over the broom, the May Pole, the cake pull, the food, the petite fours, the music, the people, the weather, our celebration!

I meant it, I mean it, I live it- I DO!

I love you baby- My Lock, My Soul, My One,
Your Key