June 21, 2008. Five years. Five years ago TODAY I married my friend, my husband – the father of my children. It’s so hard to believe that it’s been five years – both because of how much has happened in that short timeframe AND because of how it feels like life has been just like this forever! As I’m sitting here going through our wedding pictures – isn’t it fun to look through those? – we’re chatting about how it feels like just yesterday and at the same time like we’ve known each other our whole lives. I suppose that’s how it should be, right?
Our wedding. A sweltering hot, Summer day in Scottsdale, Arizona. I think it was a record HIGH actually. But that’s not how I remember it at all. Maybe because I was in a sleeveless wedding gown and was the last one to head outside and the first one back in? Or maybe because it was everything I ever wanted my wedding to be.
Four months to plan. Who does that? Apparently we do. But I suppose it was enough. Enough for me to do my research, make my checklists. You know that I’m a project manager by day, right? So this was right up my alley. I organized everything into timelines and lists, making sure we got everything in order. First up? Location. Because that’s everything, right?
We knew the moment we walked onto the back patio – Sassi, a gorgeous Italian restaurant in North Scottsdale – was it. After research on the best places in the Phoenix area to be married, I had narrowed our list down to five locations. Sassi was second on the list. We visited the third, but called off the search after that. Nothing else would measure up to these rustic, Tuscan buildings and a gorgeous desert backdrop.
Then colors? I went with a dark chocolate brown and wine burgundy accents, and brought in one of my most creative friends (you might know her as Rebecca from The Crafted Sparrow) to help with the details.
Some of my favorite memories? The location, obviously. I still love visiting Sassi and truly believe it’s one of the most beautiful places in Phoenix. The music. A Spanish guitar and a violin duo playing the classic wedding songs? Perfection. The people. So many of our closest family and friends were there. Shoot, I feel like half of them were IN our wedding! Our parents, my brother officiated, my sister-in law the Matron of Honor and all of my nieces and my only nephew at the time – were all a part.
Us. I don’t remember every single moment of that day. What I do remember? Us. I remember seeing him, I remember his face as my Dad walked me down the aisle. I remember gazing into his eyes, getting lost in the moment as my brother had us repeat our vows. I remember only happiness as we walked back down the aisle as man and wife.
I remember the relief after the ceremony was over and those hectic months of planning paid off. And that we could relax and party the day away. And the rest of our lives were ahead of us.
I remember laughing with our friends and we took a ton of pictures. I remember feeling like almost the first ones out of the group to get hitched, though most of them are married and having babies now!
I remember us. I remember the moments when the group went inside with everyone else and it was just me and him. Our sweet pictures by the fabulous stone walls and breathtaking wooden doors. Just a few moments where it felt like it was just us, forever us. Then it was time to party! We danced – to our song – a song that we can still barely listen to without becoming emotional.
We danced – with my dad and his mom, with our family, our friends. We threw the bouquet and the garter. We cut the cake. We signed the certificate – and we were done. The day was over, and again, it was just us. To have and to hold, til death do us part.
Happy Anniversary sweetheart. It’s been an amazing 5 years – here’s to 100 more!