Two years ago this morning, I was waking up with butterflies in my stomach. My parents-in-law-to-be were sleeping in my sister’s room and my sister-in-law-to-be was sleeping in my other sisters’ room. My best friend had come to help me get ready.
That morning is a total blur. I remember A snapping photos while we did my hair and makeup. I remember my sisters and my SIL-to-be watching as I put on my lipstick. I remember having my little brothers all pile around me after I was ready. I remember the look on my parents’ faces when they saw me in my wedding dress and veil.
It’s funny to sit here in our little apartment on our $20 couch, with my baby kicking my leg, and remember that morning. It feels like yesterday and it feels so very long ago.
I remember everyone leaving for the church except my dad and I. I remember sitting in the armchair in my parents’ living room and waiting, watching the clock. I remember chatting with my dad while we waited but I don’t remember what we talked about at all.
I remember arriving at the church and the pastor coming out to say hello before the ceremony. I definitely remember that he’d put his earring in, because he said “if there was ever a wedding where he could wear his earring, it would be yours, Holly!”
I remember walking up the aisle on my dad’s arm, surrounded by our family, while my beloved’s voice (recorded) sang “Somewhere Over The Rainbow”.
I remember that the pastor talked about The Velveteen Rabbit in his sermon during the ceremony.
I remember TM’s mom’s voice when she read a verse aloud.
I remember almost signing the wrong line on the papers.
I remember that kiss.
I remember walking back down the aisle as a married woman on my husband’s arm while our families blew bubbles and “I Love You” by the Barenaked Ladies played.
I remember it was incredibly, amazingly cold outside that day.
But mostly I remember love.
It’s been two unbelievable years as Mrs. Teacherman.
Living in one room with no kitchen. Worrying about money. Missing my family. Learning each other’s habits. Making plans for the future. Being pregnant. Moving. Having a baby.
I am more in love with TeacherMan now than I was on that day two years ago. Then, I couldn’t imagine that being possible.
Now, I know I fall more in love with him every day.
Happy Anniversary, Teacherman.
I love you.
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