Nine years ago today I woke up twitterpated with the thought that by the day’s end, I would be Mrs. Santee, the adoring wife of the handsome Jeremy Santee. I spent the morning in prayer with my Heavenly Father, overcome with gratitude for the grand blessing he was bestowing upon me. Then, I waltzed through the day preparing to be wed with a level of peace that I can only describe as a gift of stillness from the Lord that allowed me to take in every single moment with pure joy.
As I joined with family and friends to prepare the beautiful historic train depot for our celebration to come, every smile and laugh brought me so much joy. Every single hug and kiss I received ushered me one step closer to my groom.
By early afternoon, I was enjoying a relaxing time of pampering as my hair and nails were tended to. Later I met my mom and bridesmaids back in our suite to get dressed for the big event. From that point forward, everything seemed to move at a much faster pace. My family and bridal party met at Lion’s Park for professional photos. Jeremy’s family and groomsmen had finished their portion of photos before we arrived.
Soon we were at our church and guests were arriving. The gals were in the church office waiting for music to queue our entrance. All of my family had come in to love on me. It was very special that my dad, mom, brother, Grandma Sue and Aunt Patti were all in attendance. The time came when the wedding party started their walk into the sanctuary. I poked my head out to see where we were at in the processional. It was a memorable moment that I’ll cherish forever when my dad met me at the door and said, “it’s just you and me now.” He helped me fix my veil and the lace train on my dress, and he began a slow and steady walk into the sanctuary and down the aisle where he would finally deliver me to my strikingly handsome fiancé.
I was SO, FULL, OF, JOY!!
Our moms joined together to light our unity candles, and then our Pastor greeted our guests and prayed to open our ceremony. My brother-in-law performed the ceremony wonderfully, and we had the honor of my sister-in-law gracing us with her beautiful singing voice. On that day the Gospel was shared with everyone in attendance. Jeremy and I knelt to pray together, and we were united as husband and wife. Our Lord was exalted, and it was a glorious day.
From that moment forward, there was a whole lot of greeting, hugging, kissing, photos, dancing, laughing, photos dancing, kissing, photos, kissing, laughing, kissing, kissing, kissing, kissing. Ha ha, I digress.
Nine years ago today was one of my favorite days with my husband. Even so, God has allowed for our love, our time together, and our memories to sweeten over time. We’ve shared years learning more about love, respect, grace, adoration, forgiveness, understanding, loyalty, patience, communication, etc. My love for this mighty man of God has grown, stretched, and multiplied over the years as God continues to keep us and bless us.
Today, again, I am full of joy.
Happy anniversary my love.