8 Years

I asked the huz the other day if he could remember his wedding vowels. Nope… couldn’t recall. And whoops… neither could I.

Apart from the bit that went “….. and be your best friend ever“.  I couldn’t for the life of me remember them.

Well, It has been 8 years! These days, I forget how old I’m turning at my next birthday. {tell me it’s not just me this happens to!} But wedding vowels are different. You’re not meant to forget them! I mean, it’s just a lifelong pledge to the person you choose above all others! No biggie!

But what we do remember are the people that made that day everything it was, and the precious little moments. Our sand ceremony. Dad walking me down the isle. The poem written just for us by my Maid of Honour, painted on canvas as our wedding gift. The scent of frangipani’s. Just making it through the ceremony and the heavens opening up. How tiny my niece and nephew were. The tight squeeze of my hand from C’s 100 year old Grandfather when he congratulated us. And the music. The music I definitely remember! {There’s a wedding ‘I heart music’ blog post coming soon}

Poem written by my Maid of Honour, Michelle Karutz and painted onto canvas as our wedding gift. So special!

It really was everything you dream your wedding day will be. I asked C what some of his favourite memories were from the day and he said:

• Seeing me arrive
• Our first dance
• How he and his groomsmen had to madly race back home to get the umbrellas after seeing the storm front coming. {Thank god they did, the photo above with the umbrella is one of my faves}

So 8 years on… I’m still madly in love with this guy I’m proud to call my husband {even if he hasn’t shaved since that day!} And I’m in complete awe when I look at everything we’ve achieved and created together since we said those vows {whatever they were!} on that hot, humid stormy day back in March 2007. I’ll let the pics tell the rest of the story…

The Venue: Pilu at Freshwater Beach

The Flowers: Frangipani’s and My borrowed: Mum’s diamond earings

The dress: Silk georgette gown with swarovski beaded Indian sari braid by Culture Bridal Couture (unfortunately no longer operating)

Walking down the isle song: Happy Ever After in Your Eyes – By Ben Harper

The sand unity ceremony. Such a precious moment. Our late friend, groomsman Ash, helping us combine sand from both our birth places to signify the joining of our lives

The first glance after walking down the isle. Look at those storm clouds!

The incredible bridal party.

Mumbala & Dad!

With C’s 100 year old Grandfather.

First Dance: The Blowers Daughter – Damien Rice

The Cake: Us sitting on top of the world! By Sugar Princess. I suprised C and put him in a Manly Jersey.

I love this photo of me dancing with Dad and our bridal party in a bit of a circle of love behind us!

This canvas with the lyrics to my walking down the isle song ‘Happy Ever After In Your Eyes’, by Ben Harper is on our bedroom wall

So happy anniversary handsome bearded one. Married life has been one blissful, challenging, fun ride. May the next 8 be just as amazing.

In case you missed it, you can read about The Proposal here.

Married? What’s your favourite memory from your wedding day?

Can you remember your wedding vowels? No cheating… Jot what you do remember of them in the comments below.

Photo credit: Erol Touman Photography