I was nervous because packed away in a a tote upstairs in the cabin was a beautiful cream colored wedding dress courtesy of MockingBirdDontWrite by way of The Traveling Red Dress Project that was started by the amazing Bloggess, Jenny Lawson.
Friday we went to the Inn that runs the cabins for breakfast and we were the only guest. That didn't stop them from laying white linens on the table and serving us a 3 course meal.
We spent most of Friday during the day shopping in the square and mostly being us. We walked and window shopped and played in antique stores. We had lunch at a nice little shop called Cantebury and enjoyed our day. When it started to get colder, we headed back and decided to go fishing. Yes...I let my future spouse go fishing on our wedding day. I'm told I'm the perfect wife just for this reason.
The time came and he started the music and closed his eyes while I went to the top of the stairs. I stood here for what felt like an eternity, my heart thundering in my chest. I asked him to open his eyes and I stood there watching as the shock dawned across his face.
And my Groom was just as perfect...Handsome, isn't he?
The ceremony was exactly what we needed it to be..just us, saying what we needed to one another. The flowers were a gift by a wonderful friend who offered after reading the story on my blog. She made the most gorgeous bouquet and boutineer just out of kindness and another friend made the wedding cake which was so damn good it's sinful.
This was my red dress moment...this was what I wanted most for my wedding day...to see the look on his face, to take his breath away just this once. I got it. The amazement and love written all over it in one beautiful surprising moment, in a dress that was a miracle, holding friends and strangers in our hearts. Supported by wonderful people who love us dearly.
And when it was done...we were married.
Happily Ever After...always and all ways.