His and Hers is a weekly discussion of a question or topic relating to marriage. On Friday, my wife and I each write our thoughts on the week's topic. I invite others to do the same with their spouses as an exercise in celebrating marriage. This week's question is:
What was the best part of your wedding? What was the worst part?
Mrs. Happy's response
The best part was having so many people I loved in the same place at one time. The worst part was not having time to spend with everyone, especially the people I hadn't seen in a while.
My wedding was the absolute best wedding I've ever attended, and everything about it was the best. (I think everyone should feel that way about their own wedding.) I guess my favorite part occurred at the reception, when I signified my intention to love my wife as Christ loved the church by publicly washing her feet.
For me, there was no worst part of the wedding since I had few responsibilities as the groom, so the worst part of the day occurred earlier that morning. I was more nervous than I had been in my life, and my groomsmen wanted to take me out for breakfast. I was afraid that if I went with them our car would break down or we'd have a wreck and we'd be stuck somewhere unable to get back to the wedding. They physically forced me into the car, though, and made me put some food (two breakfast tacos) in my stomach. It turned out to be a good thing they did, because I didn't have a single substantial meal for the rest of the day. Plus, we got back to the chapel in plenty of time to get showered and dressed and hang out together for a few hours before the wedding started.