June 10, 1978 was a day much like June 10, 2010. The day was sunny and the temperatures were mild. The difference is that I was a very nervious 21 year old, about to marry a seminary student from Asbury Theological Seminary. We had carefully planned the day. Special friends and family had been chosen for various roles in the wedding and reception. After the minister declared us "husband and wife" ~ life changed forever.
My gown was one of a kind. After visiting many bridal salons and being shocked at the price, it seemed obvious that my mother was going to have to make the perfect gown for me. She patiently pieced together patterns which represented all of my ideas and worked hours upon hours with all the heavy satin and delicate lace. The result was exactly what I wanted to wear when I walked the long aisle of Faith Memorial Church to my waiting groom.
We have been asked if our wedding party consisted of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir. No, but, as you can see, it was quite a production. I can truthfully say, that I had to keep up with Bill in attendants, and not the other way around! However, our day was wonderfully celebrated with family and friends who were bridal attendants as well as hosts and hostesses at our reception. We like to tell people that the reception was held in our first apartment! However, most people will recognize the Georgian. Notice the cake ~ not only did my mother make my dress, but she designed and baked the cake! She is pretty talented.
Bill was a perfect gentleman with the wedding cake and has remained a perfect gentleman ever since. 
The years brought us two wonderful children. Ashley is beautiful with a gentle spirit. She married a wonderful man and the two of them have given us two granddaughters who are pure joy. Tristan grows into a fine man with the values and traditions of his fathers.
Today I live in the house of my dreams on a little piece of land which is like paradise. We make the dream come true together. Planning and working our home and gardens is one of my favorite activities. We often sit on our back porch commenting on how perfect life is. Bill is the love of my life... and I look forward to the next 30 years. And so we shall go on ~ planning, dreaming, hoping, loving and living ... until,at last, one of us shall lay the other in the arms of our loving God.