I arrived in time to see her waltz out of the room in "the" dress. She had that familiar, dopey look on her face that screamed "I'm a princess! I'm a flippin' princess!" and I knew she'd found her gown.
She beat my record. The one you see to the right was the 3rd one I tried on. Theresa snagged hers in two. Of course, she cycled through a few more that day, but her mom and I knew... it was pointless. She was smitten with dress #2. And for good reason! She really did look fantastic. :)
All the excitement brought back memories of my own wedding. It's incredible how quickly time flies and how much changes in so short a span of time.
This picture of me? I'm leaving my mother's house and herding the bridesmaids into the limo-bus as quickly as possible. I couldn't wait to make my way into Jersey to get the ceremony started. I couldn't wait to marry my best friend. I couldn't wait to start that chapter of my life!
Here I am, four and a half years later, and I've still just begun. I've got a wonderful, perfect little boy who has made my world a million times more beautiful, and his daddy is the picture of awesome. I've been blessed in ways I doubt I could ever fully comprehend.
In fact, that was the only moment I cried the entire day. As I was presenting the flowers to the Blessed Mother, I couldn't contain my tears. I was overwhelmed with gratitude for having been given such a wonderful man. I had always asked for her intercession (and her mom's, Saint Anne) in this regard - I always prayed for a good, strong man to create a family with. They were kind enough to grant me that favor through John.
So even when we hit our rough patches, in the end I still know I've been blessed in countless ways with him.
This is what was running through my mind as Theresa was running through dresses. I prayed that she, too, would be able to look back on these moments and see how far she's come - grateful for the blessings and hopeful for the future they'd build together.
All in all, definitely a great day.