Twenty-eight and Counting


Twenty-eight years ago about this time of the day (late morning) I was finally starting to get around for the wedding. I had made my dress – finishing it in the nick of time the evening before, and as luck or fate would have it, when I tried it  thinking all was well, I found to my dismay it was too short! That involved a long night of hand-sewing lace to the bottom of my dress to make it long enough.

The wedding was held in a small local church and it was a very warm day. Hubs had already tried to do his part by telling most of his friends to just "skip the ceremony" and come to the hog roast / kegger in the shop afterwards. We still had a packed church.

Afterwards, we had our first fight as a married couple. Steeped in tradition, Hubs' brother and friends had decorated his car (corvette). We had already decided we would take some cake to the nursing home where his grandfather was since he couldn't come to the ceremony. As we were leaving the parking lot of the church, Hubs started taking some of the decorations off! This dismayed me to no end… nooooo! I wailed! You can't take that off! Unfortunately, it was blocking his view of the mirrors and to make our drive a bit safer, he had to. Looking back? Yes, he was right. I was wrong. There. I admitted it.

There was a break between the ceremony and the reception to give people time to get into their casual duds… but, unfortunately, too much of a break it seems for our photographer. With the heat and the time, he was late getting out to my in-laws' house where the shop is and by the time he showed up I hadn't been able to convince my new husband to keep on the tux for the rest of the pictures. Yes, he knows I was right. He admits it.

So here we are, twenty-eight years later and counting… I've learned better to admit when I'm wrong, he's learned to be quiet when he's right. We've been through a lot together. Raising four kids, an un-countable number of critters, and training sons' and daughters'-in-laws. (Just kidding…they already came trained.) We've learned each others' like and dislikes and aren't afraid to tell the other. He's learned what it is like to live with a woman with OCS (only child syndrome) and I've learned that if I am going anywhere with him I'd better take a book. I've learned he can't remember names and therefore, won't introduce me to people. I've learned to be a braver, less shy person and introduce myself. We've figured out what works and what doesn't.

Happy Anniversary, Hubs. I love you more than the day this picture was taken and, I'm sure, less than I will after I write this…

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19 thoughts on “Twenty-eight and Counting”

  1. Happy anniversary–and many more! We will be celebrating number 35 in October and my hubby can STILL surprise me–unbelievable after all these years.

  2. Happy Anniversary! Unlike Sizzle and others, I can exactly envision you sewing your dress late into the night before your wedding.

    You were a beautiful bride as your are a beautiful woman, your husband is a lucky man and from what I can tell he is full aware of it and treats you as he should. May you grow together and fall deeper in love every day for many many more years to come.

  3. Congratulations to both of you. I am inspired by your dedication, and your apparent continued love for one another.

    I hope to one day find someone that I can love the way that the two of you love each other. What an amazing story the two of you must have.

    I hope that your day is filled with love, friends, family, food, drink and delight!

  4. Congratulations! I think the dress looks better with the lace on the bottom! I am always amazed by women who make their own bridal gowns!

  5. Gosh, you actually made that dress yourself!

    You, and the gown are lovely!

    Congratulations to you and your husband..I hope you have many more happy years together, Sue.

  6. Awww, Happy Anniversary. You look fantastic, and it’s 9/10th due to that wattage in the smile. I’m glad you found your soul mate and remind us all that it’s possible! (With work! And OCS!)

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