It’s hard to believe that our wedding was one year ago this week but it was!!!
Of course there are certain traditions that come with a first anniversary; like paper. apparently you’re supposed to give each other presents that have something to do with paper. The second year you give each other something made of cotton and the third leather . . . and so on until you hit diamond many years from now.
Another first anniversary tradition is that of eating your wedding cake topper which you oh so carefully saved a year prior.
Our wedding cake was a special order – it contained artificial vanilla (since I’m allergic to the real stuff), a mango filling, and icing piped to mimic the background of our wedding invitation suite.
I remember when I told the wedding coordinator that I wanted a top tier so I could take it home for the first anniversary. She told me it wouldn’t happen. That lots of brides had tried to bring a top tier home with them and all had been thwarted by airport security.
But there was nothing she could say to dissuade me. I had done my research and new that if I froze the cake and put it in my luggage it would all be alright.
Problem was that we weren’t going home straight away. We were going to continue honeymooning in Mexico and traveling through five more airports before we arrived back in our Rocky Mountain casa.
And so I gingerly wrapped the cake in three plain white plastic bags and carried it with me from one freezer to another. Until we got home and our cake resembled cake crumbs. But I didn’t care. I had my cake and the tradition would live on.
I had been looking forward to that cake all year; so tonight I decided to check on its well being in the back of my freezer. Only to discover it was gone.
I burst into tears at the realization that the cleaning lady had inadvertedly thrown it out when she cleaned out our freezer. It’s not her fault – it looked like left overs and she was just doing her job.
Admittedly I gave myself about 10 minutes to cry it all out. And then something clicked.
I may not have the original cake topper anymore but that doesn’t really matter.
What matters are the vows that a handsome man and I said to each other . . . one year ago.
That’s what’s truly worth celebrating!!!
Question: Are you big on traditions? Which ones do you hold to and which ones do you think are fairly unimportant?