Eight years ago, in a heat which seemed rare for May, I was glad of a quick spring shower to calm the temperature.
I had chosen our flowers not only because the were a favourite but because they were in season. But, oh, did they wilt in the unexpected heat.
This weekend, a greater spectacular of wedding has proven that such temperatures are now common.
And I loved the floral displays which have been on offer.
But my heart now firmly lies with white tulips.
Albeit peonies in my office are on the bucket list (hint subtlety dropped).
For whatever the past eight years has seen, I am forever grateful for our wedding day. Our wedding day only happened as a result of team effort. I still feel overwhelmed by how much our friends put into making our day possible.
And since? It’s fair to say we’ve faced some challenges, weathered some storms, experienced amazing moments, and got through them still saying “goodnight sweetheart”.
Despite everything social media has elevated over the past eight years, I remain in love with our day.
At times when I wonder how unreasonable we were to make our guests walk to our ceremony.
I still love the place we chose for our ceremony.
And yes, it seems even more pertinent now.
Because we have moved so many miles. So much distance has been covered.
“If we knew then, what we know now”.
Ours is by far a straightforward relationship. But really, whose isn’t?
Ours has not been without times which have been so close to breaking it. But really, whose hasn’t?
But eight years on. With a 200 mile house move and two more children in our family. We’re doing ok.
We now have the question of moving 200 miles in another direction over our home. And we’re finding it difficult to conclude whether this is a threat or opportunity.
Life as a family comes with swings and roundabouts. Of having the confidence of knowing that which doesn’t break us makes us stronger. And having confidence in not breaking what we have as individuals. That we should not want to create decisions which make us break.
Whether marriage is the right thing for everyone, the words of this weekend’s wedding hold true. Weddings are a celebration of love between two people. A platform to show that love is so important. We’ve spent much of our parent life reiterating to three little people to show kindness and gratitude. But more than anything to live within love.
“We must discover the power of love, the power, the redemptive power of love. And when we discover that we will be able to make of this old world a new world. We will be able to make men better. Love is the only way.”
And I hope, little by little, we’re making our contribution.