I woke up on February 12th more excited than I had been in a very long time.
I WAS GETTING MARRIED TODAY!!!!
Our wedding wasn't till the late afternoon so our morning was pretty usual, got up, fed Kendra and changed her, watched some tv. I hadn't heard from any of my friends about attending the wedding so I decided to make a few calls, by the time I was done, I was a blubbering mess.
none of my family was coming, none of my friends were coming, I was on my own. I ended up finding one person who would be able to come, a girl I didn't know well, she had been in my circle of friends but we hadn't been what you would call close friends. She was now my only guest at the wedding and had offered to be my maid of honor.....which I took her up on. Part of me was crushed, my best friends refused to be a part of my wedding, they all thought we were making a mistake. I decided I wasn't going to allow myself to be upset, today wasn't about them, it was about Richard and me.
A friend of Richards family who was a hair dresser came out to our apartment and did my hair for me, and stayed with Kendra and I while Richard left to get ready at the church with his brother who was going to be his best man. At 6:30 I left my apartment to head to the church to get married. I was ushered into a woman's rest room to finish getting ready, my soon to be mother in law walked in with my maid of honor and she had a garter for me and my veil, the same one she wore when she married my soon to be father in law the year before (long story, don't ask). There was a knock on the bathroom door and it was Grandpa A, Richard had told him that no one from my family was showing up and he wanted to offer to walk me down the isle, I took him up on it.
15 minutes later I heard the music start, Richards cousin was going to play green peace on the piano. It was time. I took Grandpa A's arm and let him lead me down the isle to the man I was getting ready to spend the rest of my life with. I somehow managed to get through the vows without crying, and had to hold back from giggling when I noticed how nervous Richard was......It didn't help his nerves when the pastor said to kiss the bride and he gave me a peck of the lips and the pastor looked at him and said, I have met your daughter, I know you can do better than that. Richards face turned 20 different shades of red, then grabbed me around my waist and kissed me a good one.
I was now a wife.......and I couldn't have been happier.
Next was our small reception which was more like a baby shower than it was a wedding reception. there were gifts wrapped in baby shower paper all sitting on this large table against a far wall and a half dozen round tables with chairs around the room. against the opposite wall where the gifts were was a table holding our wedding cake, three tears, white and blue with a traditional topper. It wasn't fancy but it was free thanks to Richards other grandparents and it would get the job done. We got a ton of gifts for the baby and a few for our apartment, all very nice things that we were grateful for.
After we were done opening the gifts and cutting out cake Richard took me around introducing me to the rest of his family and family friends, something seemed off because every time we would walk up to a table people would stop talking......I was starting to feel insecure. Richard had his brother go around and see if he could find something out about what everyone was whispering about. About 30 minutes later he came back and said that everyone was taking bets on how long the marriage would last......and as far as he could tell the longest anyone gave us was a year. Richard was pissed and wanted to say something, but I told him our revenge would be to prove the entire room wrong. We ended up leaving our own reception early not really wanting to be around people taking bets on our marriages demise.
We stopped by Hollywood video on the way home in our wedding attire and rented a few movies, went home popped popcorn and watched movies the rest of the night while Kendra was fast asleep in her room.
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