2 years ago-

2 years ago today, I woke up on my wedding day & it felt like any other day.

Kind of the way birthdays go when you're little. You think you'll wake up feeling different, but you realize everything is pretty much the same as it was yesterday.

My soon-to-be in-laws were staying at my parents house. My mom made everyone german pancakes & peaches for breakfast. I ate a little, but the nervous excitement was starting to creep in.

I got my nails done, the color looked too white to me, but it didn't matter.

I ran some errands (can't believe i left buying frames for the reception table until the morning of!).

Family started to show up. Everyone hugged but it all felt slightly surreal. Happy & wonderful, but not really different- not how I thought it would feel. Almost like it could have Thanksgiving; it was funny to think that they were all here for me, for my wedding day!

The clocked ticked on and finally I decided I'd better get ready. I started my make-up & my best friend curled my hair for the up-do that I had in my mind but hadn't thought necessary to practice. Then time flew and Mckay was there to pick me up and take me to the temple. My hair wasn't working. It wasn't holding curl, there was "too much of it"... none of that mattered (surprisingly, and thank goodness), I pinned it half up and it looked like my hair on any other day of the week. We hurried out the door & I looked at my freshly cleaned & sparkling engagement ring in the afternoon sunshine.

Next, Mckay & I were riding in his rental car up to the Logan temple. And all of a sudden, there it was, towering above me as we drove up the hill. Standing so majestic and grand, beckoning two people on a lovely September day.

& that's when it felt different.

When he took my hand and we walked from the car to the doors of the temple. His hands felt familiar and warm and his grip was gentle yet firm. That walk, brought the weight of everything down on me, our wedding day. We saw more family & friends to greet, I was aware of how my grey jersey-cotton dress felt so soft on my skin, I hugged my sweet Aunt Debbie and felt her hair brush my face, everything felt heightened.

We walked hand and hand into that beautiful temple and walked out sealed for eternity. Two people, one life, forever. I hadn't felt peace or love or hope like that before. I remember looking into his eyes as we were married and feeling an unexpected calm wash over me.

Happiness shook me to my core that day. The reality of the commitment we had made was etched deep into my heart. He was mine and I was his, & I don't think there has ever been a sweeter feeling than to know that we were each other's.

It certainly hasn't been perfect, but it has been wonderful.

We're still babies when it comes to this marriage thing and some days I certainly act like I need a Marriage 101 class. But these two years have been the sweetest two years, & I look forward to many more with him.