The die is cast, come weal, come woe,
Two lives are joined together,
For better or for worse, the link
Which naught but death can sever.
The die is cast, come grief, come joy,
Come richer, or come poorer,
If love but binds the mystic tie,
Blest is the bridal hour.
~Marriage by Mary Weston Fordham
My husband asked me to marry him on December 23rd, 2005. We were engaged in the small town of McAdenville, North Carolina (Christmas Town USA). Every year, McAdenville displays millions of Christmas lights, attracting visitors from all over the country. My husband, with the help of family and friends, constructed an incredible and very memorable sign with letters made out of tiny blue Christmas lights.
Almost five years later, on September 17th, 2010, we decided it was time to tie the knot in Oregon at a bed & breakfast on the base of Mount Hood. We chose this location primarily for the beautiful country setting and the picturesque views of the mountain (Mount Hood is actually a volcano!).
For the wedding ceremony, I borrowed my mother-in-law’s gorgeous 1977 vintage wedding gown, and my ring had once belonged to my husband’s great grandmother, who came to the United States from Italy. This fulfilled the “something old” and “something borrowed” bits from the Victorian tradition of brides carrying “something old, something new, something borrowed, something blue” during the service…and a silver six pence in your shoe!
The bed & breakfast provided an elopement package including the ceremony, cake, champagne toast, bouquet, boutonniere, and a night’s stay in the original homestead cabin. This made the planning process very easy.
Our wedding was simple, fun, romantic, and unique. My husband is my best friend and my true love. I am so happy we get to share our life together, forever.
My best advice? Assume it is going to rain on your wedding day. It didn’t just rain on ours, it poured. By the end of our photo shoot, we were soaked, but we still managed to have fun running around like children in the rain.
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