We Got Married: Love in the time of Corona

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Happy beginnings happen. June 27, 2020, we officially married each other. Neither of us knew exactly what the other was planning to say for our vows. This morning, one week later, we watched the video of the ceremony. We were able to listen to each other without the distraction of our nerves. There wasn't a dry eye in the kitchen as we sat there on our bar stools at the island. If you have Facebook, you can watch at this link: https://tinyurl.com/yanpwqko 

There were two other shorter segments of our wedding ceremony that aren't viewable due to some technical challenges. 

I don't have much else to say on this post. It's all there in our vows. But you may be wondering about the wisdom of having a wedding and reception during this time of pandemic. This was indeed a huge concern. We limited our actual ceremony to immediate family who live in the area, and our children & grandchildren--roughly 35 people spread out in their family groups, outside on a large plot of land near the Rush River. The "physical-distancing" reception at our home totaled 85 visitors, tables spread out all over our large yard, and featured a pizza truck & cupcakes, in order to provide our masked guests with food that could be served germ-free. We were fortunate to have an outdoor space wherewith our guests could enjoy the day, separating themselves, yet feeling a part of the celebration. Hand sanitizer everywhere, paper towels, BYOB, and port-a-potties with a hand washing station were also precautions we took.

Of course, when you marry a musician, there has to be music. In lieu of dancing, our guests who play instruments brought their horns, drum sets, keyboards, music stands, etc. We passed out polkas, marches, and pop tunes. Yes, both the bride and groom picked up their horns and joined in. For people who thrive on performance and concert ambiance, being able to play together again was salve for our souls, albeit 6 ft apart.

For two people who had lost their first marriages to separate tragedies, one week ago today was our hallmark, that there is hope. There are new beginnings, now matter what our ages, in this world.


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