Five years ago today, we stood on the Saint Vrain River in the gorgeous Rocky Mountains, before our family and friends, and made our vows. The same river that Chuck stood in and fished that morning before our wedding.
We had already been married for 9 months, but still wanted to have the beautiful wedding in the mountains.
Let me explain…
My step Dad, Jim, if you don’t already know, was ill with lung cancer. It was nearing the end. And we knew it. I couldn’t bear the thought of him passing away and not knowing that Chuck, whom he loved and respected greatly, and I had been wed. It was something he wanted to be part of and talked of it often. He always dreamed of me finally finding a man that was respectful of me and that would love me unconditionally. A good man. One with high morals and good character. I found all of those things in Chuck and Jim could not be more ecstatic.
When Chuck asked both my step Dad and my Dad for their blessing to marry me, they both were thrilled. We originally planned to marry on 04/04/04 as four was and is both of our lucky numbers. However, with Jim’s declining health, we decided to push it up.
Christmas Day, 2003, we announced to our family that we would be wed in the Douglas County Courthouse the following day. We requested that Jim and my Mom be there as our witnesses. It was our way of letting Jim know he wouldn’t have to worry about me anymore.
I don’t have any pictures of that on this computer but I so wish I did. It was one of the best days ever. The four of us went to the courthouse. Me in a red Angora sweater and jeans, Chuck in a black shirt and jeans, in the cold December air. We each held up our right hand and were sworn in and said I do. As simple as it sounds, it was by far at that time, the happiest moment of my life.
So fast forward to a few months later. We decided not to have the wedding in April because we just weren’t ready. I was still grieving Jim’s death and it wasn’t the right time.
We went camping that July for 3 days. It was rustic camping. No bathrooms or anything. Just the kind of camping I like. On our way back, I needed a bathroom break. BAD. So we pulled into this tiny town looking for a pit stop.
We pulled into the Wild Basin Lodge and Restaurant (or so the sign said). When we got inside, stinking to high heaven fresh from camping, they informed us that it was not a restaurant anymore, but now a Lodge and event center.
Well heck, we were planning a wedding, and I still had to pee!!!, so we would love to take a look around, of course! 🙂
We walked through the quaint wood lodge, which was nice, out onto the back terrace. THAT is when we both were sold. The view of the mountains in the backdrop and the flowing Saint Vrain river just feet from where we would say our “I do’s” was picturesque! We booked the ONLY available date they had that year then and there. September 5th. Our luck, because it was a Sunday. Which is what we wanted. And not only was it a Sunday, but it was the Sunday before Labor Day. Perfect!
Ok so I am rambling…But my point is this: Five years ago today we stood in our finest, me drunk out of my mind from nerves, Chuck looking gorgeous, and said “I do”. It was awesome.
I could not have chose a more loving, caring, devoted husband.
Happy Anniversary Baby!!
Have a great weekend everyone!! Enjoy your three day weekend!