SOLC #25 My Elopement Day

The Slice of Life March Challenge is hosted by Two Writing Teachers.

Yesterday I wrote ten things you probably don't know about me.  Many people are surprised to hear that I eloped.  So, here is my elopement day story.

We had been dating for four years, and in April of 1990, I moved back to Indiana after living away.  It was time to get married.

But we didn't tell anyone...just yet.

First, my sister.

The night of our wedding, Friday, July 27, 1990, we invite my sister to come out and eat pizza with us.  

As we are sitting there, I say, "Well, we have something to tell you."  

"Ok, what is it?"

"We are getting married."

"That is great!  Congratulations!  So have you set a date?"

"Tonight at 7:30.  You have two hours to go home and get ready."

My wedding dress.

Next, his parents.

We walk in their house after the wedding,
obviously dressed up.  

He in a suit and tie and I in my dress.  

His mom says, "Hi.  Where have you two been all dressed up on a Friday night?"

"We went to a wedding."

"Oh who got married?"

Dave looks at her kind of funny and says, "We did."

She starts crying because she has seven kids, 

and he is the only one that she doesn't see get married.  (It sure was a good thing she liked me.)

Finally, my mom.

My mom lived in Tennessee at the time.  I had told her that I was coming down to visit that weekend, so she was expecting me.  We walk in and she is on the phone.  

She says, "Well my daughter and her boyfriend just walked in.  I better go."

Now, my mom knew I didn't like the word "boyfriend."  We were older and to me that word seemed like a "young" word, so I never called him that.

So, I say, "Mom you are going to have to quit calling him my boyfriend.  You know I don't like that."

"Well, what do you want me to call him?"

"How about my husband?"

...and that is the day I eloped.

We were married in the Catholic church by our priest, but only my sister, his brother and sister-in-law and his 3 month old nephew were there.

People often ask me if I regret not having a big wedding.  My answer is absolutely not. My only regret is that I have no pictures.  The film in the 45mm camera I borrowed was put in wrong, and none of them turned out.

This July we will celebrate 25 years of us.

simple people
simple ceremony
simple bands

simple love

...simply forever