Nineteen years ago John Winters and I tied the knot.  I thought is was eighteen, but Winters corrected me several weeks ago.

I was shocked. Somewhere I lost a year and I am assuming it was either when mother died or dad died.  We have had some pretty crazy years of late.  We often tease one another that it feels more like 190 years  but Winters says it is 189, that is sweet, but really, who is counting anyway.

We were married on a beautiful January night in Oklahoma at the church where my parents were married and my brother and his lovely bride.

It is the church I attended  most of  life until Winters and I married.  We christened the Eldest SON of Thunder there, also held memorial services for both my mother and my father there as well.

One thing that keeps us healthy is remembering the good times in our lives.  Remembering our love and passion for our spouse and why we decided to choose to marry them.  It is important for the health of our love life and for each other. We must relish the happy times. In fact we must savor them.

Many years ago we started the tradition to have a great meal and then watch our wedding video.  I thought it was important to remember such a special time in our lives.  Forever the SONs could not figure out why they weren’t in the video.  Seriously.   We would laugh and reminisce about what Winters whispered in my ear, how long the song was, how large the key hole was in the dress I wore and the Kiss that appeared to last for minutes but was actually three small ones.  We later coined it the Trinity Kiss.  Of course, it just looked like we were making out. Again great memories

I wore pink. That is a long story, far too long for this post.  My bridesmaids wore pink and so did my mother and Winters’ mom. Dear friends and family made the day even more special.

The night before the wedding Winters’ mom and dad threw us the most unforgettable rehearsal dinner. It was a black tie, sit down dinner with candelabras and white tulle  and babies breath everywhere. Simply lovely.

Pink and white flowers and white tulle and candelabras also filled the sanctuary when we were married. The men were dressed to the nines in black tuxedos once again.  It was a fairy tale wedding and the reception was perfect.

For years every anniversary I would call my parents to thank them for such a lovely wedding and the wonderful memories that have stayed with me in memories of hues and shades of vivid colors.

We no longer watch the video. After I started crying through it about six years ago we decided it was much too much to handle for all of us. We would periodically try to watch it, but the tears would just flow and we simply said “not this year.”  Seeing mom and dad and hearing them telling stories on the video was just to hard.

But months before the wedding I started to write Winters a poem and then it became a song. And I sang it at the rehearsal dinner and it was on the cover of our wedding program.

I thought I would share the words with you because it means so much to us and again this post is about remembering and celebrating love:

Love Lights a Winters Night

Far off in the distance

Who is that I see?

Tall and handsome, my love

Ah, it is he.

 

He waits patiently

Then draws close to me
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I reach out to touch him

To be sure of what I see

 

There is a glow about him

His eyes clear as the skies.

What is the source of it?

It’s the love that lights his eyes.

 

This is the one for whom

I’ve waited all of my life

He has come at last

To take me for his wife.

 

It is happening here.

In the midst of candlelight

Time is standing still on the lovely Winters’ Night

 

True love is a precious thing.  We must take great care of it and of each other.

So this year we will eat a great meal and we will laugh and watch a movie as a family and we remember the good times and we will skip the video – at least again this year.

Be blessed and encouraged abundantly today as we remember true love and the family and friends that have celebrated all these years with us.

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