Taking a step backwards...

I put the baby before the wedding! Shame on me! ha!

I wanted to share some pictures from my wedding back on 9/9/06. It was all quite the dream for me. Everything went according to plan (except the weather) and we had some great laughs to remember. People told me to take it all in because afterwards I would forget all the details. For me, that could not be farther from the truth. I remember how I felt like a star getting ready and having my hair and make up done. I remember feeling nervous and sick before "suiting up." I remember having all the pictures taken before the wedding and feeling like I could burst into tears sitting in the limo. I remember my bridesmaids locking the preacher out of the limo once we were there so she wouldn't make me cry. I remember the groomsman chugging beers right before the cerimony started. I remember holding my dad's arm and him looking at me and saying, "This is it, are you ready?"...."Yes I think so...." he replied, "You look beautiful....."

I remember smiling so hard my cheels hurt to the point I could barely smile anymore.

I remember the look on Lou's face as we approached the alter. I remember the wind nearly knocking over our arch and having to hurry through the cerimony before we were rained on.

I remember pretty much everything. I thank goodness for it too. It is the last memory I have of my Dad where he was utterly the most happy man I've ever seen him to be. The very first time I've ever seen him cry and the time when he said he could stay on the dance floor with me forever eventhough my father-daughter song skipped so much we had to cut it off.

I remember it being one of the most happy times of my life and also the saddest. As Dad told us the next day about his cancer coming back. I'll never, ever forget these things. They've been engrained into my head and I hope to cherish the good parts and look back at even the bad parts for as long as I am able. I think things happen for a reason and I think the reason my wedding was so perfect (in my eyes) is because it was the last REAL thing I got to share with my entire family as a whole. Ack...enough of that....I'm sitting here crying again. Now, how about some pictures?

The picture above is right before the rehearsal. It's the last picture I have of my family together.

Above: The girls!

Gramma and me!

First shot of Mr. and Mrs. Ruberto!