My "Hallelujah" Story...

Well, I think it's time for a happy chapter in this life story of mine. So on this fabulous Friday that's just what you'll get. My little brother David preached my Daddy's funeral and we said our last goodbyes. Although Daddy was gone life had not stopped. We had to move forward and we did.

Jon and I continued to plan our wedding. We made arrangement after arrangement and mailed invitation after invitation. In the mean time, Jon graduated from the Baptist College of Florida. He had a little help of course! (With all the drama his future wife was causing she figured it only fair to help him write 2 papers in order to get class credit.) All in all things gradually became "normal" if there is such.

As July 24th drew near I knew it would all be worth it. Some of my friends and family came the week before the wedding and we were able to hang out and just have some fun time. We also got a lot of loose ends tied up before the big day. And of course on Thursday pretty much all of the family and wedding party was there. I was surrounded by love on all sides. It was magical. Our rehearsal and dinner was so much fun. My brother who officiated part of the wedding showed out big time and Jon had barbequed quite a feast for dinner. However, nothing compared to the big day. Traditional in parts, unconventional in others... for us it was perfect. We vowed to love, honor and cherish each other, sang to each other and prayed together. We were surrounded by all of the people we loved. My favorite part though has to be that we walked out of the sanctuary to the tune of the "Hallelujah Chorus". Laughter erupted as the song began to play and we ourselves couldn't keep from giggling.

(Me showing off my lime green flip flops...
yes, I wore them all day. I don't back down from a dare!)

The reception that followed was equally exciting.... well except for the whole cake shoved up my nose so that I couldn't breathe thing! But even that was great. I am always the one rooting for the bride and groom to cream each other and that's just what we did. Just like our wedding, the reception was simple and it too was perfect for us. I wish you all could have been there and to those that were - thank you for being a part of our special day.

When all of the food was gone and the guests began to leave we too prepared to make our big escape. A change of clothes and a "to-go" plate and we were good to go. We hopped in the car while being attacked with bird seed and jetted off to Pensacola where we would spend the night before heading to New Orleans to board our Cruise Ship. And that's where today's story ends. So until Monday... Hakuna Matata!