Stargazer, waistband started, originally uploaded by YarnDork.
Today we’ve been married 17 years. Oh. My. Gosh. June 23, 1991. Things I hope I never forget:
Managing to not cry until the photographer made me look at my mom in one of the pictures. The rest of the pictures all show me with a red nose.
My sister uncomplainingly taking tissue after tissue because I cried pretty much during the entire ceremony. She walked down the aisle with her bouquet in one hand and her other hand literally overflowing with my snotty kleenex.
Steve’s brother busting into the room after the ceremony and giving me the biggest hug.
Half the wedding party getting lost on the way to the outdoor pictures.
The way he looked at me. The whole day.
How glad the younger guests were that they got to toast us too, because we toasted not with champagne but with sparkling grape juice. I didn’t turn 21 until 2 months later.
I had no idea how much our love would grow.
I love you. Still.
Oh yeah, and I added the waistband on the Stargazer. Cool, huh?
