We’ve loved each other for a long time. Soon, as in Saturday, we’ll be wearing bands that symbolize our love and commitment to each other before God, friends and family. Yes, there’ve been all the last minute details to make sure we’ve taken care of. And I’m sure there will be those who aren’t able to show up for one reason or another. And we’ll both miss those we love and who we’ve lost that cannot be with us to witness and celebrate.

We are nervous and excited to stand up and declare our lives to be as one and to love each other in all ways and with all that we are. We’ve been listening to our song list for dancing and tweaking it as we wear out the carpet in our living room. You can’t have too many polkas together and still be able to breathe! 

Our tiny little church has its own wonderful story, full of small community creativity and special dispensation from the Pope! It will just hold the few who will squeeze in for the ceremony which will be heavy in music and prayer and meaningful, heartfelt vows. A short ceremony, to be sure, in a church with no heat and no restrooms!

Finally, we’ll celebrate with a somewhat larger crowd with a burger bar, boots, and lots of Texas two-step, polka and waltz…and of course, the chicken dance. We want it to be a laid-back, country style day full of joy and laughter and celebration as two lives become one and blessed by God who called us into being, loved us, and brought us together.