Wednesday, October 12, 2005

Some Kinda Wonderful--Part II

I'm a crier. I cry when I sing praise songs. I cry when ET goes home. I cry at the "reach out and touch someone" commercials.

So on my wedding day, twentysomething years ago, I got to my knees and told the Lord that under no uncertain circumstances did I want to cry at my own wedding. Pictures that last a lifetime and more were to be taken after the ceremony and I didn't want smeared mascara and blotchy circles around my eyes.

The Lord heard my prayer. It is the one and only wedding I have ever attended that I have not cried at. But guess what? When it was time to exchange vows, and the preacher asked Greg to repeat after him, my precious man got all choked up. Not because he couldn't choke out the promises, but because he was so overcome with love and emotion for me and the seriousness of the vows he was making.

I squeezed his hand, tugged at the Belgian lace peeking out from the sleeve of my gown and whispered, "You wanna borrow my hanky?"

He gave a quick negative shake of his head and finished the I dos.

The preacher prayed over us, said a few more words, pronounced us man and wife and told Greg he could kiss his bride.

We turned to face each other.

He cocked his head first to the left, then to the right and said, "You want this side or this side?"

I couldn't help it. I started laughing. The best man laughed; the maid of honor laughed; the preacher laughed.

Exasperated, Greg grabbed me and kissed me whichever way he could.

Yep. He's my Somekinda Wonderful.

posted by Deeanne at 12:19 PM  

9 Comments:

Barb said...

Mr Greg sounds soooooo sweeeeeeeet! I think I'd forgive him the little reading issue and try to take him on as many lonely author jaunts as possible. How about posting a wedding picture on your scrapbook page so we can get the full effect of that happy day? :oD

1:24 PM  

Deeanne said...

There ya go, Barb. A pic of the actual deed with everybody laughing. (Though it is hard to see, I know. If I did a higher resolution pic it would take you forever to open up my blog.)

Anyhoo, I was never upset with him about the "reading issue." I thought that was funny. (He says I am "easily amused." Ha!)

2:27 PM  

Barb said...

Aaawww--cute! Thank you! :oD

3:05 PM  

Barb said...

PS--Did you save the dress for your girls?

8:51 PM  

ValMarie said...

That's a great story! :-) On our wedding day last November, I was holding the communion cup for my husband and I was scared that I would tilt the cup too far and spill it on him. I thought he would just fake getting a sip or he'd put his hands over mine, but no. He kept whispering "tilt it further" and slurping on the edge of the cup. *rolls eyes* Finally, I had to put it doen because I was laughing so hard. There's a whole series of pictures of my husband, the pastor, and I laughing.

9:24 AM  

Deeanne said...

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10:02 AM  

Deeanne said...

Oh, Val! And there is nothing worse than trying *not* to laugh, eh? What a great memory. I bet those pictures bring chuckles no matter how many times you view them.

Barb, That was actually my mom's dress and, yes, I saved it, but both my girls are already way taller than me and Mom. So ... maybe the grandbabies? Who knows. But it was a beauty, eh?

P.S. I deleted my last comment and pasted it here because I'd never done that I wanted to see what it was like. ;-)

10:29 AM  

Deeanne said...

P.S. Val ... Happy Anniversary!!! Almost a year. You go, girl!

10:30 AM  

ValMarie said...

Thanks! November 6th is the official day. :-) It's weird because sometimes I think, "It's been a year already" and, other days, I look at everything that's happened this last year and think, "It's only been a year?"

9:16 PM  

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