The wedding and reception were black tie formal. Her gown was custom made by Laurel, an exclusive couture designer for Bridal Bouquet - an upscale bridal salon in the heart of the very wealthy Sachs Park. His tuxedo was custom tailored by Mr. Something - an upscale gentlemen's tailoring service also in Sachs Park.
In their first year of marriage, wedded bliss was very rocky. Heated arguments filled the atmosphere of their newly purchased home. They threatened to divorce on a monthly basis. They fought to decide custody of their newly adopted Golden Retriever puppy. Was their marriage truly meant to last?
She was left in sorrowful tears every night he came home late. Was he really working or was he at a bar to stay away from home?
Today was Saturday...one week before their first anniversary. He agreed to do rather mundane errands. She took this available time to revisit her gown.
Innocent white. Lace and satin fabric.
Ballgown with fit at the waist. Sweetheart neckline. Off the shoulder lace sleeves. Long train. Long tulle veil. Swarovski crystal-encrusted tiara.
Inspired by the Royal Duchess.
Breathtaking. Pure.
Joy. Content happiness. Peaceful. Forever lasting. Love. Devotion.
Words cannot express.
How this marriage was meant to be.
They met and fell in love in high school but drifted apart after graduation. They stumbled upon each other in graduate school and rekindled their love fairly quickly. He proposed to her the day after their studies were complete. She said yes before he asked.
One year after the proposal, they stood before a full church - before family, friends of each family, and their close friends - to formally say "I do." They did.
On this Saturday, she put on her gown and admired herself in their master bedroom's standing mirror. For every date they went on, he always told her how beautiful she looked. On the day of their wedding, he said that her shining beauty would last in his heart forever and she, beyond the gown, would last in his soul...
"Forever."
She saw him in the mirror, standing behind her.
He warmly embraced her and said,
"I guess I just needed to see you in your wedding gown to know that our love is forever."
He knelt down on one knee, held her left hand, and said,
"I love you with my life. I am so lucky and so honored to be in your life. We are meant to be for each other. You are my other half - a half I once thought would never be filled. I cannot imagine my life without you..."
"Yes. I will marry you."
On the day of their first anniversary, she wore her gown and he wore his tuxedo. They stood together hand in hand and before no other in the church where their married life began to renew their now forever vows.
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