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It was a hot, sultry Kansas August evening, way back in the 70's. The church was air conditioned to that refrigerated level that folks in hot climates seem to expect. (Go inside and wear a sweater.)

We were going to elope, but my mom (the proverbial minister's daughter, very anti-church) said, "Your grandfather will be crushed if you don't get married in a church." Ok, we'll have a very small church wedding.

DH's mom, said, "We have a family friend who is a photographer." My mom said "My coworker's daughter bakes wedding cakes." DH's mom wistfully said, "you WILL have flowers, won't you?" The moms got together and reminisced about being wartime brides and not having real "weddings." My mom mentioned every day for weeks how she got married in a gray dress....

So, there I was, in the church on August 18th, in my traditional white wedding dress.

The organist played "sunrise, sunset" just before the wedding march. The evening sun streamed through the stained glass windows onto the candle-lit church as I walked down the aisle on the arm of my grandfather, thinking this is more than I ever wanted, but it is a lovely moment, especially for our mothers.

But when the minister got to the part about "does anybody object" there was a brilliant flash of lightning, illuminating the whole church through the stained glass windows, followed by an extremely loud crack of thunder. In the stunned silence that followed, my paternal grandmother quavered "oh, nooooooo." Then the giggles started from those assembled, and before long there was a lot of laughing from the guests, punctuated by loud cracks of thunder and flashes of lightning, through the remainder of the ceremony.

During the wedding reception the storm continued, the rain came down in barrels and buckets, and the guests laughed and told jokes about rain being good luck, and a fertility symbol, wink, wink.

We got soaked running to the car; and the rice that got thrown on us stuck to our wet clothes. As for the wonderful, memorable honeymoon, backpacking into Rocky Mountain National Park, well, it poured every day (except the night it snowed) but we didn't care one bit.

I'm so glad to have that beautiful memory. My grandparents are gone, my DH's parents are gone, and DH has been gone for over nine years, but I can still vividly remember the beauty of that church lit into brilliance by lightning behind stained glass windows, and the joy of that shared laughter.

RDW
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Thank you for opening a page in the book of your life. How lucky we are to have the gift of memory and good things to put in it.

Joan, remembering snow on her December day
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Thanks for sharing that RDW. I hope it put as least as big of a smile on your face as it did for me.

bigpix
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(((RDW)))

Thank you so much for sharing. It is a lovely memory.

We also had rain on our wedding day. And then went camping/fishing for our honeymoon.

Susan
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I'm so glad to have that beautiful memory. My grandparents are gone, my DH's parents are gone, and DH has been gone for over nine years, but I can still vividly remember the beauty of that church lit into brilliance by lightning behind stained glass windows, and the joy of that shared laughter.

In honor of your reminiscence, it's a crisp 104 as I type. Thuderstorm watch in effect.

When we drove to Newton Decoration Day we were remarking about how lush everything was. Spring had been very wet, and all the flora were showing their appreciation.

I don't think it's rained since. Driving down Saturday we wer remarking about how parched and miserable everything looked. Except the beans. The beans are doing fantastic! They must have gotten just the right amount of rain right when they needed it.

Phil
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Thunderstorm watch in effect.

I do miss that once in awhile...sirens going off, wind screaming, heading for the basement. Gets the old heart pumping, doesn't it.

Not to mention that heavy, sultry, ominous feeling in the air before a storm, followed by the cool breeze, clean air, and peace that follows a storm. Something about the ion charges?

No thunderstorms here. Well, maybe two or three in the over 20 years I've been here. It's so rare that locals run out into the streets to point out the lightning to their kids. (Yikes)

RDW
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What a wonderful memory of a very special day. Thank you for sharing it. It made me smile and then I cried. You wrote a beautiful picture of a lovely summer day that you spent surrounded by many people who loved you and, in particular, one very lucky guy who obviously lit up your life and electrified you.!!!

Arleen
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Happy Anniversary...I'm sure it was beautiful and joyful just as your writing of it is.

RBS
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Thanks for sharing the moment, RDW.

~cold
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Happy memories for your Anniversary.

{{{{{RDW}}}}}

Starr
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I am constantly amazed at the number of talented writers we have here. I count you among them.


red
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What a lovely story. Thank you for sharing it with us.

Donna
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Wow, thanks for the response. I feared I was being too self-indulgent in posting that story. (Me, me, me, me....) I'm glad that some enjoyed it.

The story I should tell is about the so-romantic honeymoon, backpacking in Colorado, up to 11,000 feet - where the bride (ahem) got altitude sickness and was sick to her stomach for a day or so, and where the inexperienced backpacking couple "saved" weight by only taking one sleeping bag. It was August, after all. Sadly, at 11,000 feet it can get very cold at night. As we were a skinny pair at the time, we could "spoon" together and zip us both into the sleeping bag. Then, of course, we couldn't move. "Time to turn over." "OK." Unzip bag, both turn over, zip bag up again. Wake up in the morning with our tent covered with snow. Brrr.

RDW
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As we were a skinny pair at the time, we could "spoon" together and zip us both into the sleeping bag.

Well, I was thinking that this could be a very "romantic" situation. Until you posted this, that is: Then, of course, we couldn't move.

So much for "romance".

Thanks again for sharing. LOL.

Christina
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As we were a skinny pair at the time, we could "spoon" together and zip us both into the sleeping bag.


I remember sharing a sleeping bag on occasion. But that was in the summer when zipping it (the bag, that is!) wasn't necessary.

Bob
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zipping it (the bag, that is!)

Visions of Erica Jong's "Fear of Flying" are floating through my mind.

<snicker>

~~ Alison
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RDW,

Didja see they linked your post to the announcements! Great post!

Susan :^)
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Didja see they linked your post to the announcements!

Wow, Susan, I hadn't noticed.

I'm amazed, and a little embarrassed. Thought I was "talking" to my Booomer buds; now I'm talking to a bigger crowd. Yikes. Blush. Stammer.

RDW
*slinking into the shadows
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Wow, Susan, I hadn't noticed.

Well, maybe you haven't gotten the e-mail yet which says that since they picked your post as a Hot Topic, you get an additional free month of TMF membership.

And don't be embarassed. It was a lovely memory and wonderful of you to share it with "us".

Christina
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Maybe she'll get another free month for the sleeping bag story. Worth at least a month to me.

bigpix
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