Today is my parents 58th Wedding Anniversary. The day a young man of Finnish descent married a young German/Norwegian gal. It must have been a good match, four kids, twelve grand-kids, and twelve great grand-kids later they still love each other. I do believe that they took the "in sickness and in health, until death us do part" vows quite seriously.
My Mother still has her wedding gown, we have taken in out from time to time just to check its condition. The white satin has aged with time, it is a very beautiful ivory color now. A long time ago.. I tried it on, Mom would have liked someone to wear it for their wedding. I was a tad larger that my petite mother, taller and very well endowed..so it was not a good fit for me. My girls tried it on, Trica was shorter and weighed about 100 pounds, it was a good fit. But she wanted her own gown. Jen is even taller than me..so it looked like a high water wedding gown, hardly a good look for a young bride.
My Mom kept the rose petals from her bouquet for years..she may still have them. She had the top layer of their wedding cake covered in a thick layer of wax, it sat in a pink box on a shelf in their bedroom closet. It did not look very appetizing, but I suppose it was a way to preserve it, much like our wedding cake that sat frozen in their freezer to be enjoyed on our first anniversary, that we forgot to eat.
I have saved my wedding gown, what for..who knows ..I have often thought I should have had it made into a Christening Gown for the grand kids, now maybe for my Great Grands..but there is still time for that. Why do we save all these things..wedding gowns never to be worn again, cakes never to be eaten..is it all just a tradition.. or do all these things make every Wedding Anniversary sweeter with time? :)
