Kristy's dream was to hold the party outside, to add a little more class to the festivities than our original church gym reception had, which was held so many years ago in little Washington, Utah. Now Brett and I are not too particular about this kind of thing, but Kristy and Mary are party experts and wanted the open house held in the bowery at the West Bountiful Chapel in our stake. Well, the weather did not cooperate with the party planners' vision and there was an emergency shift of location with some slight panic when the winds picked up, blowing decoration sundries everywhere, so it was inevitable that our gathering be held in another church gym.
Our kids made this gym glow with candles, twinkle lights and beautifully crafted homemade decor, complete with our wedding colors of lavender and grey. And unlike the 1982 reception, where we could hear all the echoes of the clomping high heels walking across the wooden basketball court, this gym had carpeting which muted the sports influence and allowed us to hear each other and the 1980s music playlist Ben had put together. So to the tunes of Chicago, Foreigner, Journey, Steve Miller Band, Willie Nelson, Styx, and Hall & Oates we visited with wonderful family and friends who braved the stormy night to honor us. We watched a DVD that Ben and Jared made which included some of our wedding photos and the most embarrassing and touching scenes from our lengthy wedding video.
My sister-in-law Janie and brother Randy came to celebrate with us and helped with the clean-up. They are still newlyweds themselves and some of our favorite people.
Thank you, Kristy, Jared, Mary, Ben, and Abbey! Thank you for making sure we celebrated a 30 year milestone that has seemed to come about with amazing speed. Even though it seems like yesterday that Brett and I met on the steps of the St. George Tabernacle, the in and out breaths of our lives together have been joyfully delicious, comforting, unnerving, tender, eye-opening, challenging, and remarkable all at the same time. We treasure these 30 years in our hearts and look forward to 30 more, and maybe, if we are lucky, another church gym will host a similar celebration when we can look back again and say, "Where has the time gone?"