A couple of weeks ago and after five years of marriage, my husband and I renewed our wedding vows at A Little White Wedding Chapel in Las Vegas. With the photographer as our witness, we said “I do” again, Robby without a tie and me with my hair in a bun and hair ties still on my wrist. We chuckled through our vows but meant every word of them just the same. It was this lovely and quick and imperfect little ceremony, but it felt completely flawless. Probably because I was making googly eyes with my favorite, fellow imperfect human being.
I hope to be lucky enough to continue saying “I do” with him for as long as we both shall live.