In May of 1997 when Rich and I got married, we'd decided on a very sweet location on a historic property. It was really beautiful. The ceremony was outside and the reception was in the pretty yellow house. We hired a quartet of musicians to play for both the ceremony and reception. It was simple and nice.
What wasn't particularly important to us then was to be married in a church. It seemed like a lot of trouble and, really, I liked the convenience of having the ceremony and reception both in the same general area.
Now, ten years later, Rich and I have come back to the Church. And we are getting married in the Church tomorrow morning. It's going to be a very simple ceremony, followed by the regular daily noon mass. But for the two of us, it is a blessing of our union.
I went shopping yesterday for something to wear...I found exactly what I'd imagined at the 5th or 6th store. It's an ivory wool suit with a jacket that ties with a satin bow. Very sweet and Doris-Day retro.
I'll be busy today with a few last minute things, not to mention picking my parents up! My sister is driving them halfway sometime this afternoon. My father is still too weak to drive and my mother worries too much about things like flat tires and running out of gas and people driving "95 miles per hour!"