Since my parents last visit from WI, we've been journeying through lots of old pictures and memorabilia. I'm a big packrat saver of stuff. David has a TON of notebooks from art school, and notebooks from songs he wrote...old letters sent, some not sent, and received. I kept notebooks since around age 8 or so...poetry I liked, goals, lists, dreams. I sift through all this will a little lump in my throat. That sentimental lump. And by the end of the day I'm a little emotional.
David and I have been comparing notes on old photos, trying to make a time line of sorts. For example, when I was 11 or so making lists of what I wanted my life to be, he was graduating and moving out. When he was busy going to India with the love of his life, I was graduating. While he was trying to figure out what to do with his life...well, so was I.
What was...what might have been...what wasn't....for example, in the later category stands our wedding.
What wasn't was what I thought was "going to be" when I was 11. I don't know if you can read this little notebook, but for my wedding I was going to have Light Blue dresses for the bridesmaids, Brown for the Groom and light blue for the Groomsmen. For flowers I wanted lily of the valley (oh, yeah, cause those keep so well) I also had a list of Bridesmaids that I wanted, which mostly included cousins and friends since childhood. On the next page were the songs I wanted at my wedding. Why I thought "Love on the Rocks" by Neil Diamond would be appropriate is beyond me. That goes to show what I knew at age 11. And Guilty with Barbara Streisand/Barry Gibb? Hello? What message did I want sent at my wedding? And "You Don't Bring Me Flowers?" How depressing.
And here is what was..
Phew....no brown for the groom. (With all due respect to my brother wife who pulled off a brown grooms suit in a lovely way...)
No light blue for the bridesmaids....no lily of the valley...
And, our song was "Kiss the Girl" from The Little Mermaid. And before you laugh, remember, at least it wasn't "Guilty".
However, a couple years BEFORE our wedding, it seems my future brother-in-law and his wife would get my 11 year old self's note on weddings:
Your welcome, Lori, glad I could help!