If you asked me 6 months ago how I would feel if it rained on my wedding day, I would have probably said devastated. I had been watching the weather, including the long, long, long-range forecast for October 4th since last year.
I was obsessively checking the weather in the days leading up to the wedding. The chance of rain kept creeping upward.
The day of the wedding my mother kept saying, ” It’s good luck to rain on your wedding day.” And being the usual dismissive person that I am, I assumed people said that to make devastated brides see the silver lining in their ruined wedding.
I do see where that thinking comes from now: Water has always had the symbolism of washing away the bad, a purification of sorts.
After 12 years I assumed we’d been through it all – long distance relationship, college, moving in together, job loss, even a brain surgery. But, our wedding has renewed and deepened our commitment to each other, and it feels like a new and fresh beginning.