Love Story part 3

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8  To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven...A time to love, and a time to hate a time of war, and a time of peace.

Ok so now the fairytale begins. Right?  We began the planning of the wedding.  The wedding that I had been planning all my life.  Complete with fufu dresses and a train.  How exciting it was.  I loved picking out the dress, the cake, the napkins, the invitation, the ceremony, the registry.  David didn't have a lot of input and I was so glad because after all I had been planning this for years.  Everything, at least from my point of view went wonderful.  I don't remember much drama, others remember a bit more.  David and I always had our discussions as my mother called them but isn't that how a relationship was supposed to be.  If someone made you unhappy you be sure and let them know. 

Then the day came, March 19, 1990.  We were both 19 and so excited.  My grandfather officiated the wedding and I couldn't be more thrilled.  My daddy calmed me as the wedding march began and for a minute I teared up as I thought this was the last time I would be daddy's little girl.  We started down the aisle and there stood my groom.  Dressed so handsome and he began to choke up.  He said that he thought I was so beautiful it took his breath away.  He held my hand through the ceremony and I remember thinking "He really does love me."  The wedding was beautiful and went off without a hitch, except for one of the singers hair caught on fire as she stood too close to the candle opera.  The reception was perfect and we were finally man and wife. 

David and Alicia

David and my grandpa ready to start

My dad walking me down the aisle

finally Husband and Wife

Off we went on our honey moon.  We probably looked like kids as we dressed in our matching outfits and boarded an airplane for our romantic trip to Disneyland.  It was just amazing.  We got a little sun burned but what a way to start a marriage, complete with breakfast with Micky and Minnie.  Then the honey moon was over.  We were on spring break headed back home.  Got home quite late and were awakened by a phone call.  David was late for a raquet ball tournament and off he went. 

here we are at the airport in our matching sweats and t-shirts