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Our wedding date picked itself.
When you choose to marry a Marine
{or any military branch}
you have to understand that you kinda get married on
Uncle Sam's terms.
Did I ever think I would be getting married in the month of February?
Heck no!
Nope.
Not at all.
I really don't like the month of February.
It doesn't hold anything special in my heart.
No particular day stands out to me besides the obvious
Valentines Day.
And with that being said
I'm not to crazy about Valentines Day.
To me it's just another Hallmark holiday where
your suppose to confess your love extra special to one another that day.
It's just a day where women want men to read their minds
and
when their man fails
{because lets face it they aren't even close to being mind readers}
we as women get all upset
and
heart broken
thinking that they don't love us enough
or
know us well enough because they didn't deliver
our expectations.
So when
Fox
and
I
sat down to look at the calender to see when we could get married
we weren't able to pick a date that held a special meaning to us
or
pick something silly like
03-04-05
or
05-05-05.
As we sat down
and
looked at a calender for the year 2005
we also had to have Fox's work calender right beside us.
February 12th was the only weekend we could get married
within our wedding window time frame
due to Fox's training schedule.
But to us it wasn't about the date
it was about us spending the rest of our lives together.
Fox
and
I
decided against a big wedding.
We were married in Las Vegas
and
had an open invitation to anyone that wanted to fly out
and
be apart of our special day.
We held no expectations of anyone.
We booked a cheesy chapel to marry us
and
had about 30 guests that flew in to be apart of our special day.
The best part was
we didn't have to entertain any of them
Vegas did that for us.
Our wedding day was about our love for one another.
It was about simplicity.
I remember standing in front of Fox
as we exchanged our vows to one another
our eyes never strayed.
We lived in that moment.
{This picture was taken from a very old school camera. The date's not even right?}I married my best friend
on a February day
that is 2 days before
Valentines Day.
But that doesn't matter
because each anniversary that we never get to spend together
{sadly this is true...and when I say never...I mean never which will also includes our next anniversary}
is another year that I remain one lucky lady.
Marrying Fox was my destiny.We are so completely connected
and
in tuned to one another
that sometimes its really scary.
Where do I see us in 50 years?
Sitting on our front porch
rocking in our Cracker Barrel rocking chairs
holding hands
and
still in love
and
hopefully neither one of us will have dentures.
