Cheryl hosts Way back- WHEN sday.
For today, The Story of our little family continues in Way back WHEN sday. If you want to read Part 1 link here.
10 December 2000 - one of the 3 happiest days of my life.
After our engagement we decided to get married in April 2001, leaving us a comfortable 8 months to plan the wedding. In September, H had another plan - why not marry in December so that we can have a nice long honeymoon as the building industry has an obligatory closing period over December? So he booked the honeymoon (I only later found out to where) and we planned the wedding to co-inside with the honeymoon. December is the most popular month for weddings in South Africa - everything is booked a year ahead, so we settled on getting married on a Sunday morning and having a traditional South African Sunday lunch.
It was truly a wonderful day. I woke up to the quiet sound of rain and as we drove to the hairdresser at 5 am, my heart was both completely at ease and jumping with excitement. Driving back "Butterfly kisses' played on the radio and I missed my dad ( he passed away when I was 7 years old) and got all teary, for the first time that day. My friend and bridesmaid, Benita managed to cheer me up and we had a lovely breakfast, followed by a bath and by then the rain stopped just long enough for us to take lovely photographs. My dress was made out of my mom's wedding dress, hand beaded in 1965. New beading were added and the dress restyled by a great designer.
H's favourite photograph from our wedding.
My dear friends Debbie & Gerhard drove the wedding car - an Audio cabriolet and delivered me safely at the church. My heart jumper into my throat as my mom lead me down the isle to Bach's "Jesus joy of man's desire" and I saw my very handsome hubby to be and the keeper of my heart in the front of the church. The sermon was very fitting, done by my best friend Hesti's hubby Herman, a pastor and he really made everything, also the vows, special and very personal. I cried for the second time that day when we exchanged our vows (the third time was during H's lovely speech at the reception).
We had a lovely relaxed reception and slipped away to catch a plane that evening to our honeymoon destination. The rain stopped periodically during the day, always just in time for us to be outside when we needed to be. We have always fealt that the rain symbolised God's blessing on our union. More about the honeyoon and before kids years to follow in part 3.