Saturday, May 11, 2013

Eleven years....

I feel old. Today would have been my 11 year wedding anniversary to Israel. I remember the day pretty much in detail. It certainly doesn't feel like 11 years.

One thing that sticks out in my mind is how beautiful the weather was that day. It was sunny and about 80 degrees. I woke up at 5:30 and called Israel. He was awake too. I think we just reviewed our plans and shared the excitement. 

I went to my sister's house for hair, make up and change into my dress. She bought pastries and juice to try to keep me eating. The photographer came to do pictures.

As I drove out to leave for the church, there was a white Rolls Royce waiting for me. Another surprise from Julie and Hersjel. My parents drove with me and Hersjel drove my wheelchair to the church. I replayed the scene when my parents drove me to Israel's funeral five years later.

Another memory I will not forget is waiting at the house next to the church and hear the cantor sing "The Wedding Song." The words meant so much to me. I felt overwhelmed with excitement, love, fear, and an unexplainable sadness that I had to fight tears. (This became significant to me before marrying Jeff. I felt only joy and love.) Ironically, I think Israel played that song for me today. It came on this morning - not an overly heard song on music stations.

I won't bore you with all the details, but those stand out the most this year in my memory. A lot has happened in eleven years - Laura was born, Israel died, I remarried and now Jason is with us. Life is full of the unexpected. Buckle up!

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