This year had held a lot of events that have made me aware of my own mortality, including the deaths of two friends.
But today is a good day! My husband and I have been married 25 years.
We had a super low key and cheap wedding. My mom did the flowers. For months I made cookies and froze them for the reception. The night before we hand dipped strawberries in chocolate. We had no photographer and just asked people to make us extra sets of their photos. I made my bridesmaid's gown (probably the last time I seriously sewed anything.) My gown was a bridemaid's gown in white (undyed). For Randy we found a vintage pinstriped suit in a thriftstore and hired a seamstress to cut it down.
At the time, Randy was skinny as a toothpick (and he looks so young in this picture, although we were 27). The task of resizing this suit was far beyond the woman's abilities. He went to try it on and the stripes were running nearly horizontally. She ripped it apart and started again. We went to pick it up the morning we got married. Randy came back to the car empty-handed. "How much money do you have on you?" he asked. The woman was demanding more payment. Between us, we came up with $17 and ransomed the suit.