(Sorry the video is a little choppy. But I think you get the idea still)
9 years ago today I woke up the proud wife to my sweet hubby. The day before was as beautiful as I has imagined it. It had snowed tons the night before (which set the standard for every other important day in my life.) The canyon to the ski resort that we worked at was closed and all I could think about it that the morning couldn't have been more perfect.
I woke up, after a restless sleep, very early to have my hair done. We headed to the temple to start off the day with a temple sealing. I later found out that my hubby to be got lost on the way and had to stop to ask a crossing guard how to get there. I was never nervous. We had worked hard to be able to be married in the temple and I knew that we were making the right choice. I was sick though. I had been struggling with a very bad cold for almost a week and I wasn't really feeling the greatest. When I saw Trevor in the temple the first time that morning my heart stopped, he was so handsome, the moment was so perfect. While we sat all alone in the Celestial Room we talked, held hands and basked in the morning sun light shining through the stain glass windows. We both laughed a little too un-reverently while I had to blow my nose and the echo was a little louder than I expected. We knew we were perfect for each other. We still are.
The sealing was beautiful and while I don't remember all that was said I do remember the advice to "Claim your blessings." I have tried to think of this over the years and it has touched me more times that I can count. All morning I was slowly loosing my voice from my nasty sickness so when it came to time say "yes", or in other words I do, I couldn't do more than a little squeaky "yes". Funny or not it meant the same.
I was so happy to see so many friends and family at the temple so early in the morning, standing out in the snow and the freezing cold, supporting us. I really didn't focus much on them though, my new hubby was taking all my thoughts to him and we were off in la la land together. I was so sick and it was so cold that picture took no more than 30 minutes and I was back inside. Those 30 minutes caused a fever to spike and me feeling even more sick. What a patient man I had just married, he took care of me and made sure I was ok.
We had lunch, went to the hotel to drop off our car all while the sun started to come out and the rest of the day was full of sunshine. Our reception was amazing and all the hard work totally paid off. Even though at everyone I talked to no more than a whisper came out and I had to talk almost in their ear for them to hear me, the night was beautiful.
We took a limo to Little America in downtown Salt Lake City were we spent our first night together, happy and finally married. We stayed up talking, and me coughing up both lungs. We even ordered room service to bring us my very favorite chocolate covered strawberries at 2:00 in the morning.
The next day we opened our gifts at my parents house with all our family surrounding us. Unfortunately, I ended up at an insta care for 4 or so hours to try to get feeling better. We were headed to West Yellowstone to go snowmobiling for a week, I couldn't be sick. An upper respiratory infecting, sinus infection and laryngitis wasn't going to keep me away from our honeymoon.
The last nine years have had it's ups and downs. We have had moments where we have been tried to our limits, but nothing has held us back. We are happier than ever and I am grateful that we can share this life together and hold hand through the thick and thin. I love my hubby and am so proud of him.
I do keep telling him though if he keeps joking that we got married on the 28th, when we are old and grey he is really going to think that is the day we got married. Oh well, the 25th or 28th, I am glad to be with him, still loving him to death!