- my bachelor's party, complete with video games, go-karts & a trophy for being the "Best Groom!"
- Shari & her mom shopping for her Peignoir set and ending up meeting some very interesting people (you need for Shari to tell you this story!)
- Shari learning first hand about what it's like to ride in a car with my dad
- hiding my car with Tim so it wouldn't get "decorated"
- laughing with Tim & Keith as we got dressed while Mark, my brother-in-law to be, videotaped us
- my sister & Bill Taylor singing at the wedding
- the dread on the faces of Shari's bridesmaids (still don't understand that to this day... Jenn & Tracey are two wonderful people that we still keep in touch with... but they looked like someone had shot their dog as they came down the aisle)
- my eldest niece, Rebecca, walking down the aisle not actually throwing out any flower petals.... then handing me the basket so she could suck her thumb
- my bride walking down the aisle on her dad's arm, smiling with such joy
- the two of us giggling as we figured out how long the bridge of "I Will Be Here" is when you're trying to stand there and look deeply into each other's eyes
- the wedding photographer griping at us for kissing each other so much
And so much more...
That was 20 years ago... and I am still deliriously happy to be married to my wonderful, godly, beautiful wife. She is my friend, my encourager, the mother of my boys, the voice of wisdom when I go haywire, a gift from God and my true companion.
I still make mix tapes for her - a tradition that goes back to our dating years. (Only now they're mix CD's... which I also burn onto her iPod. Times change, eh?) I found a new song this last week that captures perfectly how I feel after 20 years with Shari Jo.
A single red rose and a table for two A nice chardonnay and an ocean view Ships coming in and stars coming out We sat and we talked till the place closed down Then we took a long walk down on the beach Her and that white dress and her bare feet We stopped and we watched the lighthouse light I pulled her close and I held on tight And I said to myself "It doesn’t get better than this "No, it doesn’t get better than this" And it did, it did, oh it did.
Fast forward to that next spring We were looking for a preacher Picking out rings Family coming in and friends coming out To that little white church on the outskirts of town Me in that tux fighting butterflies Tears of joy in my mama’s eyes Her daddy walking her down the aisle He lifted that veil and I saw that smile And I said to myself "It doesn’t get better than this "No, it doesn’t get better than this" But it did, it did, oh it did
Just when I start thinking it's as good as it can get This crazy life does something just to let me know I haven’t seen anything yet
Nine months later nearly to the day There we were flying down the interstate Car weaving in, car weaving out Through traffic running every red light in town Delivery room and the doctor comes in I’m right beside her she’s squeezing my hand One more push and a baby cries Sweet little angel with his mama’s eyes And I said to myself "It doesn’t get better than this "No, it doesn’t get better than this" But it did, it did, oh it did Yes, it did"It Did" by Brad Paisley