Tonight, we had a rare occurrence in Dallas. It was driving rain in the summer without thunder and lightning.
I was immediately thrown back to another rainy night that took place seven years ago, tonight.
Jon and I got married.
Seven years ago, tonight, I arrived at my wedding wearing shorts and teva's because there were so many puddles that I did not want to get my dress and shoes wet.
Seven years ago, tonight, we had to delay our wedding because all the streets were flooded and none of our guests, including our officiant, could get there.
Seven years ago, tonight, Jon and I stood in a hallway instead of a beautiful rose garden and said our vows in front of all our friends and family who could finally arrive.
Seven years ago, tonight, our friend threw down a phone book for Jon to stand on to kiss me because he was shorter than I.
Seven years ago, tonight, our 95-year old officiant forgot our last name and pronounced us as Mr. and Mrs. Kristi.
Seven years ago, tonight, our wedding cake went crashing to the ground as it was being presented to our friends and family.
Seven years ago, tonight, my brother almost dropped me while I was sitting in my chair during the hora.
Seven years ago, tonight, Jon and I had the best wedding we could possibly imagine.
I would have not changed one minute of that day nor one minute of our seven years together.
Happy Anniversary, my love.