In my life I only plan to marry one man… but I’ve never said how many times…
I knew I was in love with Travis after one day, and I knew I wanted to marry him within a week. Friends for years, we’d just never had the best timing. That is… until we did. When our time did come, it was effortless, like singing along to your favorite song on the radio, we both knew all the words and they flowed freely from our souls as the melody softly echoed through our hearts.
He proposed on the 4th of July, as the fireworks were coming to an end, and I was so surprised by his timing that I forgot to say “yes”.
We wanted to be married in front of all our friends and family, the people who shaped our lives and gave us the love and support we needed to get to where we are today, but a big wedding takes lots of planning, and we just couldn’t wait.
We were married on September 15th in a small secretive ceremony, attended only by our mothers, fathers, and my very best friend. It was a beautiful day, and we were joined together overlooking the ocean under the shade of an evergreen as the sun warmed the earth that surrounded us. We traded stones from our homes for stones from this special place, in hope of always having a piece of the land where we were first bound together.
And for three months we didn’t speak a word of our common last name.
On December 19th we were married again. This time surrounded by our friends and family, in the warmth of a beautiful historic Inn brimming with Christmas trees and twinkle lights. Poinsettias and fir bows lined the stairs and banisters. The room was alive with the love, and hope each guest reflected as they greeted us with warm embraces and tender smiles. We stood before our loved ones, the smell of Christmas trees and perfume drifting through the air as the harpist brought the music to a close. We poured each other glasses of water gathered from the river of our childhoods, and drank from those glasses to symbolize the merging of two streams into one. We held hands and made promises to one another, as our friends and family held hands and made promises to us.
I never thought I’d be married more than once, Let alone more than once in a single year, but I was, and each of those weddings, each ceremony, and each set of vows just strengthened our love and brought us closer together.
I know that having two weddings may have been a bit overkill, and that our first ceremony was more than enough, but from all the planning, fussing and fretting I found myself standing in front of one man, two times, as he pledged his love to me and I pledged my love to him, and when hard times come… which they will… We’ll always have those moments to look back on, and in looking back we’ll be able to remember that we were just crazy enough about each other to get married twice.
To Read our vows please visit Redheaded Blackbelt
“I love you times a Million and Five plus a Cow, and a Squirrel”
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