Thirty-Five Years, One Here, One in Heaven

ANGIE WARREN // writer

She was seventeen, but knew, my dad was the one. So, thirty-five years ago on this day, they wed, at the front of a church lined in stained glass - among everyone they knew, and loved.

She wore her mama's dress, veil, and pearls, and was to me, the most beautiful bride I've ever laid eyes on.

Today, is the third wedding anniversary my mama celebrates in Heaven, the third my dad celebrates alone. But still we recognize it, remember it, and know it's on this day so long ago, that they became a we, and oh, what beautiful things came from that commitment.

Happy 35th mom & dad. Loving you both.