Five years ago, I woke up in a hotel room next to my sister and my two best friends. My other best girl friends were sharing the room next to us.
I spent my morning giggling with my girl friends. I took a leisurely shower and then had my hair and make up done in our room. I remember the make up artist saying, “You are so calm! You could do this everyday!”
I felt calm. I felt good. I was excited and happy and surrounded by the people I loved. I was ready.
After a calm day of getting beautiful, we headed to the event location.
I put on a white dress.
I sipped some champagne.
We took some pictures.
And then I got married.
As my mother in law would later describe it, my wedding was 98 % perfect.
And it was.
We had an outdoor ceremony and an indoor reception. We danced the night away and I was in the midst of so many people who had shaped my life.
In five years we have lived in three places, celebrated a graduation and worked multiple jobs, become parents (to cats and a baby), and endured many ups and downs.
Five years changes a lot of things.
But nothing will ever change the fondness on which I look back on my wedding day and reflect on the beauty and excitement that the promise of that beginning held.
So, today, my husband and I will celebrate five years of marriage with a massage, dinner, and a night in a fancy Richmond hotel.
Cheers to celebrations, beginnings, and the accomplishment of five years of life intertwined with the life of another.