It was the perfect wedding. The sun smiled down on them as they exchanged their vows and then sealed them with a kiss. Then they danced back down the rose petal lined aisle to join their family and friends for photos that would forever capture the moment.
The reception was lively with music and laughing and dancing and singing. They fed each other cake. They sipped bubbly. They held hands and they kissed. Oh yea...they kissed a lot. Everyone danced in a mass of beating hearts and energy on the dance floor.
Eighteen months of dreaming, planning and preparation and now its over. The happy couple will be winging their way to Costa Rica by nightfall.
In a little more than a week they will return to their home as man and wife. They will return to their cats and dog, to their jobs and bills and to the day to day semblance of their relationship. The presents will have been opened and the last remnants of the wedding day blush will be gone. And that's when the real marriage begins. Having shed the cloak of newlywed bliss and romance, their eyes will be open to the challenges and celebrations of life. The joy of finding the perfect easy chair or the disappointment of the promotion that went to someone else. The warmth of that first morning hug and the hurt feelings of a careless remark. And they will put one foot in front of the other, side by side, and walk where they need to go.
That path might not be rose lined and they might not always dance on their journey, but the big stuff is covered. And because they have each other, they have all they will ever need.
Congratulations Christian and Gina. Welcome to the rest of your lives.