Fairytale Wedding

Here is what everyone (well the 2 people who still follow this pathetic blog and Sniper too) is waiting for...details of the fairytale "Wedding." Sit back and grab a drink or two. Oh hell, just bring the damn bottle, you will need it, it will be a long one. It was just that, a FAIRYTALE come true. Sniper gave me everything and then some. He planned most of the wedding and did a superb, outstanding job. Most little girls dream of being a Princess the day they say "I Do." Not me, Sniper made me feel like a QUEEN. (Sniper, you really did give me everything that day and made me feel just how truly special I am to you. THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart). Plans change, as they always do, and I ended up driving down to Fallbrook after work on Wednesday by myself. It was that "I can't wait another day" mentality. I am very happy we decided to have me drive instead. It made getting around easier and not having to rely on other's to drive me places. The morning of, I was an absolute wreck. As we, my baby sister, a friend of mine "Wisconsin" and I were leaving the hotel (did I mention he reserved a Spa Suite for us that was to die for) and we walked up to the Vallet window to retrieve my car and I became light headed, started seeing black spots and my heart was pounding beyond belief . I immediately sat down and put my head between my knees. Fortunately I didn't pass out, but this wasn't the last time that morning that feeling came over me. I was nervous, excited, anxious.....you name it, I felt it, except there was no cold feet. I just wanted the man of my dreams to be my husband. After my make-up was done, tuxes picked up (yep, they weren't ready the day before), we made it to Paradise. I hid out the remainder of the morning in the bedroom. When I was almost ready, there was a knock on the door. It was the youngest of the bunch, Roo. He had a card and a Rose for me, from his dad. It was addressed to me with my full, maiden name. The last card and Rose from him as his "Girlfriend/Fiance." I lost it. I had tried all morning not to cry and he did it with a heartfelt card and rose. Now, it is supposed to be the Bride who keeps the Groom waiting, but not this time. 1300 was fast approaching and I was ready. Then another knock on the door (there was a shit load of them all morning), but this one was different. A few people were looking for something to stop the bleeding, Super Glue. "What bleeding?" From Sniper.....he shaved off his mole on his chin by accident and no one could stop the bleeding. It was those nervous hands that got the best of him. This continued on for quiet awhile.....All the while I am thinking....let's get this on the road before I "pass out." 1325 I walk out to see my future husband standing at the alter. It was the most beautiful sight one could see. The man of my dreams standing there. The man I have dreamed of for so long to spend the rest of my life with. The man who has always held my heart in the palm of his hands. Standing there in his dress blues. After Lego Man walked me down the aisle to Sniper, he gave my hand to Sniper. Lego Man walked over to stand with the rest of the "groomsmen" (our kids). Master Guns was the one whom officiated the wedding. A few minutes into the ceremony, I turned my back on everyone and pulled a hanky out of the top of my dress (I didn't know where else to hide it), before I could use it, Master Guns took it from me. Yep, we already had him crying. Then came the reading of our vows. Sniper & I had decided a long time ago to write our own. I was first. He handed me a microphone. I told him I couldn't do it. I couldn't read my vows using it. (Yes, I had my on 3x5 cards. I knew I wouldn't remember a word if my life depended on it.) I took the mic and proceed with mine: Today, as I stand beside you, in from of our children (Bubba, Lego Man, Duder, Drama Queen & Roo) our family and friends, Bubba will not have to dig that hole. I stand before you freely and proudly. As a little girl I believed in fairy tales, Prince Charming, Cinderella, Knights in Shinning Armor and then I grew up and realized it wasn't true. That is until the day I met you. You are my sunshine, my ray of hope. You are my inspiration. You are my best friend, my true love, my soul mate. You are my Prince Charming, my Knight in Shinning dress blues, only, I don't need rescuing. I just need your love. Today, I, Dyz, take you, Sniper, to be my husband. I promise to encourage and inspire you. I promise to share in your dreams and support you as you strive to achieve your goals. I promise to listen to you with compassion and understanding and to speak to you with encouragement. I promise to comfort you in times of sorrow and struggle, when life seems easy and when it seem hard. When our love is simple and when it is an effort. I promise to cherish you, to honor you and to always hold you in the highest regard. I promise to trust you and respect you, laugh with you and cry with you, loving you faithfully through good times and bad, regardless of the obstacles we may face together. I promise to show you the world through my love. Today, I give you my hand, my heart, and my love unconditionally. I give myself to you in marriage from this day forward. Sniper's turn: He didn't write his vows (another suprise). He told me from his "heart" how he felt and what I meant to him. A few minutes later came another suprise from Sniper.... From behind the alter (you will understand when you see the pics) I heard music. The start of "Bless the Broken Road" by Rascal Flatts (this song sums up "us" in so many different ways, if you haven't heard it, Google it). Then, I heard the most beautiful sound and voice one could imagine, it was our nephew. He came around from the bushes and sang the song to us. Yes, I cried again. (Sniper has a way of giving me surprises from his heart. He may be a Marine, but I bring out the romantic side of him....Shhh don't tell anyone. He might hurt you if you do). After our nephew sang, we both gave him a hug and a kiss, and then went back to our spots. Master Guns took the hanky from me again. By this time, the three of us kept sharing it. (Whomever said Marines don't cry, are full of shit. Either that or they don't know us. There were quiet a few who had to "suck it up" from the ones at the tables, to the Marines in the Sword Detail). Then, Master Guns had us exchange our rings and pronounced us "Husband and Wife." Together, Sniper and I walked back down the aisle and through the Arch of Swords, only to get stopped by the Senior man. If you don't know anything about a Military Wedding, I was smacked square on the ass by this man's Sword and told "Welcome to the Marine Corps, mam." He had the most silliest smirk on his face. (Later I let him know, it didn't hurt....wrong thing to tell him, he did it again). But wait, there is more that transpired the rest of the day. Sniper still had a few more tricks up his sleeve. Pics came next and we never thought they we end. Just when we thought my father (he was our photographer) was done, there was another round. Finally, we finished, for now. After Sniper and I walked to our table, with all of our kids sitting with us, there was another card and rose. I opened the card addressed to "Mrs. Sniper." It was my first card and rose as his wife. Damn that man knows how to shower me with his love and is always keeping on my toes. Sniper and I surrounded the table with our children. At each chair, there was a bear with a necklace for each one of the kids and two jewelry boxes sitting on the table. On each necklace was a charm, a seahorse, with each one's birthstone in the tail. The charm was passed down from Sniper's father and we wanted to continue the tradition. (Before the wedding, Sniper and I decided we wanted to give everyone of our kids and us something to bring us all together, to bring our family together as one). Sniper relayed the story to our kids about where the Seahorse came from and what it means. When then placed the necklace around each one of them (I haven't taken my off). After dinner came the toast from the "Best Man" (Bubba). He gave the most heartfelt toast I have ever heard: As Sniper's (better known to me as dad) best man, please join me in a toast to the newlyweds. Actually, I have no idea why I'm the called the "best man" because as far as I know, no one pays the least bit of attention to a man in my position. You hear comments such as "Isn't the bride absolutely radiant?" which Dyz you absolutely are. Or comments like "Isn't the groom handsome?" I'm sure we can all be in total agreement with my dad, as to the truth in that comment. But do you ever hear anyone saying "Wow, have you noticed the best man, isn't he handsome...." No!!! Of course not, although I know you're all thinking it. I am my father's son after all. (Bubba raised his one eyebrow at this point, just like his dad does). Family, friends and guests, on a more serious note. Benjamin Franklin once said, "A single man, is an incomplete animal." Dyz, since you have re-entered my dads life, I have never seen him so happy and centered. Now he seems complete. Your lives blend together so beautifully. It wasn't an accident that you met and fell in love the 1st time, 16 years ago. Although your lives took different paths and down many, long lonely roads, it was destiny for the two of you to find each other and fall in love a second time. It wouldn't have been any other way. So we all lift our glasses to you both.....May God bless the broken roads that lead you back to each other. If you couldn't guess, Sniper and I both cried, just reading it again brings tears to my eyes. If you didn't know, this came from a 16 year old young man/man who is mature beyond his years. This young man has also held my heart since he was 8 months old. I always felt like he was my own and now I can call him "My SON." That day he stepped up to the plate and came out above and beyond anything I expected. I love you Bubba. From there, we mingled, took more pictures and then it was time to cut the cake. We both played nice. No smashing cake for either of us, we both had agreed long before this day. Sniper did take a dab of frosting and put it on my nose. He then kissed/licked it off very lovingly and sensual. Our first dance, was to Brad Paisley's "She's Everything." It was a perfect song. We danced and I felt like we were the only two people in the world. Sniper sang it to me while it played. (Did I tell you he can sing? Well....he can. One more thing you can't tell anyone). If I can ever figure out how to down load the video of it, I will share it. Duder captured it on our digital camera (I didn't even know how to work that feature). You will cry and at the end you will laugh your ass off. He captured a few things that I didn't realize he caught. Me grabbing Sniper in unnamed places and Sniper giving me a kiss that just about made me take my dress off right there. One of those, he ran his tongue from the top of the twins all the way to my mouth. WOW and oops, kids didn't need to watch that one. (Thank you Duder though from the bottom of my heart. The video captured "Our Love". One that you can feel all the way through the screen). The rest of the night was what you would expect at a wedding. A lot of people getting shitty ass drunk. There were only a few of us that stayed sober that night and I was one of them. (Sorry Sniper, I knew you were enjoying yourself and don't regret any of it. It was nice to see you relax and enjoy this time with your family and your Marine "Brothers.") Some of his "Brothers" shared some stories with me that night. "Crusher 4" gave me something else I never expected, a heart felt thank you for giving and doing something none of them could ever do, see or ever fathomed could happen, only something that I could do. Providing Sniper a sense of security, comfort and a healing hand/heart to him. They are seeing him heal and know it is because of me and "our" love we share. (OK, I cried a lot that night. Some just have a way of melting my heart). I can't tell you anything else that transpired from there on out. You would have had to been there and somethings, are just between a husband and wife. I am now a Wife, a Marine Wife, a Wife to the man I dreamed of for so many long lonely nights and a mom to 5 wonderful children. Life hasn't changed though, we are still living several 100's of miles apart and will continue until Sniper retires (more on that to come). I will continue to give you a peak at my life and our life from this side of the fence. The good, the bad and some that most people couldn't handle (but I knew that coming in). Hopefully, this weekend I will have pics up. My father took them at such a high resolution, that down loading them takes a good 2 minutes each and I will need to convert them to a lower resolution. Don't worry, depending on how I feel, which I probably will, I will try to post them by morning. Also, I will have to give ya'll a look at the first week all of us are together as a "family." Lots of good stuff. Until then...... Dyzgoneby, aka Mrs. Sniper Sniper, I love you my dear husband and am looking forward to the next time I can hold you in my arms. Until then darlin', I will see you in our dreams.