down the aisle


Ten years ago today, we walked down the aisle together for the first time.  I’ll never forget the way you looked at me, standing there across the stage at your sister’s wedding.  Thick as the emotions were, there was no way I could help that big smile from flooding my face as we walked out together.

Later your quiet, soft-spoken grandpa grabbed our arms, put them together and said, “We think you two make a really cute couple.”  At our mild protests, he just thought a minute and said, “Well, we’ll see.”

Tonight, we’re babysitting while your sister and her husband go out for their tenth anniversary. Their three kids and our three kids. What a lot can happen in ten years.  I guess Grandpa was right.  (I always thought he was. 😉 )

Thanks for being the handsomest groomsman ever.  And for becoming my groom six years ago.

your redhead


July 13, 2002

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    1. Thankfully his older sister was my close friend and was willing to throw us together at her wedding, too. 馃槈 Though by that time, he was already writing me letters (we’d been friends almost six years by the time Meg got married), and Grandpa had already been teasing us a while. 馃槈

    1. Aww, thank you–I love all the chapters of our story, too. 馃檪

      I often signed letters to him “the little redheaded girl” out of the Charlie Brown stories, but he’s never really called me “red”. Usually it’s “Gret” or “Love”. 馃檪