09/08/2022
9.8.07:
I spent so much time checking the weather that morning and that whole week, hoping HOPING it wouldn’t rain. Once it started POURING, I was able to relax and let loose, and I wasn’t the only one. The rain, thunder & lightning added drama to the night. (Scroll for the accidental waterfall!) The rain seemed to give everyone an excuse to drink more (we ran out of vodka and white wine before dinner and had to call in reinforcements!), dance more (will never forget ’s Ice Ice Baby), and eat more (opted for blueberry pie instead of cake).
Italians believe that rain at a wedding is good luck because a wet knot is harder to undo. Also, I think, rain is lucky because it adds excitement and levity to the night.
I think there’s a marriage metaphor in here somewhere. Maybe it’s this: Challenges can turn into adventures, if you’re with the right people. Or, that you can plan and envision all you want (aka a lot), but then life happens, and if you’re lucky, it turns out richer and more interesting than you could have imagined.
I was the luckiest to stand next to Jake 15 years ago today, and every day since.
Happy anniversary ❤️❤️❤️❤️
Love you forever
