Today is my anniversary

[MissVictoria]

I'm glad to have made it through the past five years. Yay me!

Here is a picture of the happy bride and groom laughing when the minister accidently said "for poorer or for poorer"

 

[Fly_On_Wall]

Beautifule dress.

Happy anniversary.

 

[sexy-girl]

wow amazing pic you look beautiful ... looks like an amazing wedding


congrats on your anniversery

 

[Guest]

*smiles*
Congratulations!

 

[MissVictoria]

Since someone commented that it must have been an amazing wedding, I thought I would tell everyone exactly how amazing it truly was. Here is an entry that I wrote in my online diary on 9/28/01

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A girl's wedding is supposed to be the biggest day of her life. That is what they say, isn't it? She is pure in white, surrounded by hordes of friends and family. She is a princess for a day. Her proud father looks on, and as the minister pronounces them husband and wife, perhaps he sheds a tear. People clap, hug each other. The couple hurries out the door amidst a scattering of rice. The rice is a blessing for fertility. In our dream, this storybook day, it brings grandbabies, doesn't kill birds.


My wedding was anything but out of a storybook. I got drunk (for the first time) the night before I took the plunge, with my best friend Jesse, drinking wine as we tied little packets of birdseed for wedding guests to throw instead of rice... so I had a hangover the next day. October 24th had been a glorious autumn day, the trees in my little chapel in the woods were full of color, breathtaking. I'd spent the entire week cleaning the church of dust, polishing the pews, mopping the floors, setting out decorations.


The night of October 24th, it snowed. To make matters worse, it had started raining early on in the night, and then froze, and then snowed. Once more, it did not merely snow, October 25th we were in a full fledged blizzard. All of the major cities in the state were closed down, public transportation was kaput. It was a nightmare to even walk down a street without slipping, let alone drive.


There were a few small holes in the chapel ceiling. It was an unused church, on an abandoned campground. It had been unused for five years, and now... was unusable once more.


I could talk on and on about the day. Anything that went wrong, did. Most of my wedding guests did not come, four of those who did had accidents on the way there. I ended up having my wedding in the legion club. There were hideous swimming-pool-turqouise walls along with one that was done in wood panelling, and a BINGO sign above my makeshift altar. I layed white paper down over the hideous tile floor, with its cracks and dirt, so my wedding gown wouldnt get snagged and dirty.


I left my house that morning in sweatpants and a T-shirt, without undergarments. I forgot my bra and panties at home. It was too icy to go back. Likewise, we forgot the toasting glasses, and the birdseed packets. Ken eventually went back (driving without a drivers lisence, he ran into a ditch and the sheriff pulled him out) but he failed to bring me my undergarments and the birdseed.


I got married in the legion club. I wasn't wearing underwear. My breasts were duct taped. My mom was pregnant, and my dad (they are divorced) had just found out. My wedding, out of 400 invitations mailed out was attended by twelve people. I saw my second cousin in the aisle, wearing a Marilyn Manson T-shirt. My pianist made a mistake during the middle of the processional, and banged her hands down on the keyboard and stopped playing. I dropped my bouquet twice during the ceremony. Half of the tuxedos were the correct ones that I had ordered, and half wrong, mixmatched, but there was no time to change them. I'd spent the entire day crying. At one point I had locked myself in the room and screamed at anyone who knocked on the door.


I suppose events leading up to the wedding were prophetic. My brides maids promised to buy the required dresses, but a few days before the wedding I found out that they had not. My best friend ended up not in the wedding party, because she had nothing formal to wear. Ken and I had completely neglected to buy wedding rings until two days before the wedding, along with our wedding lisence. Above all else, I knew I was making a mistake.


I've not even touched upon what a day of unplanned hell my wedding was, just given you the major events. My marriage certainly got off to a rocky start. In the picture above, I was crying and forcing a smile. We were having a photo session in the church, it was cold, there was snow on the floor, and I hadn't seen Ken all day. I remember I had to be carried into the church, as some man trudged through the deep snow so as not to ruin my dress. I suppose it is sort of funny. I was just worried about mooning everyone in the process.


I've always dreamed of a second wedding. First, I dreamed it was with Ken. Later, I dreamed it was with other people. And now I am not sure. Half the time it is to Ken, half the time it is to other people.


My fifth anniversary is on this October 25th. People never thought we would last this long. I've never doubted it. I think it would take great strength, more than I have or want to have, to end my marriage.


And yet, I almost did. Just this monday. My bags were packed, and my mom was on her way to pick me up. Ken begged, he cried. He physically restrained me from leaving. He begged some more, cried some more.


And the thing is, through all of the crap I've been through, and through everything I think is unjust, I love him.


I love him.


I did not love him the day I married him, and I knew it. But somewhere along the line...


In life, you never know what will happen. I did, after all, spend my wedding night in a 1 bedroom trailor house with eight other people who couldn't get home because of the snow. Never thought that would happen.


You just never know.

 

[beauchampd]

It does seem like a miracle that you survived the wedding day, but i am glad that you now love him and hope that life deals you better cards in the future. Congrats on the five years, and i wish you many more.

 

[RisiaSkye]

The joys we appreciate best are those we must struggle to find and keep.

Congratulations on your fifth. I wish you many more.

 

[sigh]

what a wonderful time...congratulations to you both