Today I mined my notebook and found a series of "I remember..." entries. I expanded a few of them to write the story of my unconventional wedding day.
I remember the night I got married.
There were no invitations.
I remember telling my sister we were getting married, and she asked when.
I said tonight at 7:30.
I remember borrowing a camera.
I wish I had known the film wasn't in right.
I remember saying "I do."
The church was empty.
I remember walking into Dave's mom and dad's house all dressed up, and she asked where had we been.
We said a wedding.
I remember she asked whose wedding.
We said ours.
I remember her crying.
Dave was the only child out of seven she didn't see get married.
I remember her hugging me.
I was welcomed into the family.
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