A Wedding to Remember – A Journey of Love Through 10 Years

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The first time I saw Rory, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him. Now, more than ten years later, we’re still living our dream—together, in love, and deeply grateful for this life we share.

Recently, we stumbled upon some old wedding photos and videos, and it felt like the perfect time to take a walk down memory lane. It wasn’t just about reminiscing; it was about cherishing how far we’ve come and honoring the day that started it all.

Rory and I got married in June 2002. It was a celebration filled with warmth and unforgettable moments. The night before the wedding, we had our rehearsal at the church, followed by a cozy dinner at the farm. I was nervous, of course, but more than anything, I was excited—because I knew this would be our new home and the beginning of our new life together.

The ceremony took place in the small town of Mount Pleasant, about thirty minutes from our farm. Friends and family gathered to witness our special day. My parents sang a beautiful song that held deep meaning for both Rory and me—“Have I Told You Lately That I Love You.” Rory’s best man was our manager, Aaron, and he stood beside some of his closest friends: Josh Holthusen, Tim Johnson, Tim Norton, and Danny Potter. On my side, I had my three sisters—Jessie, Julie, and Jodi—as well as my two lovely stepdaughters, Heidi and Hopi, who were just 13 and 15 at the time.

Even our dog, Rufus, had a role—he was the ring bearer! Rory didn’t get to wear his signature overalls that day, but he looked incredibly handsome in his suit. We held hands and walked down the aisle as husband and wife, and after the ceremony, we drove off in a classic ’56 Chevy with Dr. Pepper cans rattling behind us.

Our reception was just down the road at Pearl’s Palace, and it was a night to remember—filled with music, laughter, and heartfelt celebration.

It’s truly amazing how fast ten years can pass. Life changes, we change, our children grow—but one thing has remained constant: the love and commitment we promised each other on that beautiful day. That love is just as strong now as it was the moment we said our vows and shared our first kiss as husband and wife.

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