This afternoon my friends Greg and Paula got married. Greg grinned ear to ear as he took his place by the altar in his top hat and tails. The music swelled, doors opened, and Paula—a vision in white—glided down the aisle to meet him. I cried as soon as I saw her. Brides always make me cry, but Paula was especially beautiful today. She glowed from the inside out.
Theirs is a story of redemption, patience, perseverance and faith. I was blessed to witness the transformation as they took their vows, and the two individuals became one couple before our eyes. The ceremony was based on the Australian Anglican Prayer Book, and was both familiar yet different. The unique flowing prose captured the essence of Greg and Paula’s faith and individual styles, and friends and family celebrated with them through the readings and prayers.
A fabulous vegan feast filled the reception hall with the most beautiful spread of mouth watering dips, rolls, salads, fruits and veggie trays I’ve ever seen. The tables were draped in purple with relish trays, artichoke spinach dip, hummus and pita bread artfully arranged amongst the flowers. Big band music played in the background as guests feasted and toasted the newlyweds.
Today was a special day, and a wonderful reminder of the importance of my own marriage vows. After twenty-eight years, it’s easy to slip into taking my husband for granted because I get so caught up in everyday life. I love him, and need to tell him more often how much I appreciate all that he does, for us, for our daughter, and for our friends. The daily grind causes me to lose focus sometimes on the essentials of healthy relationships. It’s the little things I say and do each day that make a difference.
So hats off to you, Greg and Paula! Have a relaxing honeymoon getaway and enjoy this new beginning together.
Thank you for the reminder that when two become one, life doesn’t have to be faced alone.