They thought I was crazy letting you go.
But I knew you’d be pacing and nervous before. You deserved to enjoy your day too, just as I was going to.
I went and got my hair done, had lunch with my bridesmaids, the photographer came.
You went to Route 66 and looked at cars.
It is one of your favorite events of the year and I wouldn’t stop you from looking at nice cars and spending time with a close friend just because we were getting married that day. I only asked for you to not get sunburnt and teasingly warned you not to be late to our wedding.
Of course, I was the one late that day while you waited, shifting weight from one foot to the other, jacket hung up so you would stay cool, the vest color finally right.
That is what our marriage is based on. Trusting each other’s choices and actions, letting go of control and knowing we can do our own thing. And you waiting for me while I was still getting ready.
Happy seventh anniversary my love.
Above car photos taken this year at Route 66 Rendezvous.