Now that the DJ was back on, it was time for our anniversary dance! For those of you not familiar, it’s a dance for all the married couples out there to celebrate/recognize how long they’ve been married. I really wish I could give you our choice as a song recommendation but to be honest, none of us remember what we picked! The thing is, we had decided ahead of time, but then the DJ said the song was too short, so he made a different suggestion…but we soon changed it again, and now no one remembers the song. OOPS
Mr. Sword and I got to start swaying, but very quickly the DJ said anyone who’s been married less than a day, please exit the dance floor, and then we were done!
The DJ went on to ask the couples to leave who’d been married less than one year, five years, ten years, and so on until there was only one couple left dancing.
Since I was so adamant about not tossing my bouquet and singling out my single friends, and since I’ve never been super sentimental about drying or keeping flowers, I knew I was going to find another purpose for my bridal bouquet.
My idea was to gift my bouquet to the couple that’s been married the longest, and surprise, surprise, it was my lovely grandparents who celebrated their 56th wedding anniversary this summer! (Totally rigged and planned in advance.) I think there’s something beautiful about honoring the longest marriage at the genesis of a new one.
I get tears in my eyes when I remember how shocked and happy my Grandma was to find out she was being given my bouquet.
When I called her weeks later she told me how she’d made some of the petals into potpourri after showing it to all her friends. So sweet.
After the bouquet was given, the DJ played our original song choice for the anniversary dance, “Can’t Help Falling in Love” by Grandma’s favorite artist, Elvis Presley. My grandparents are known for their awesome dance skills and still take a cab every Friday night to their local bar for dancing. They have the best stories of young people trying to cut in with them and buy them drinks. Haha
Everyone at our reception stood around the dance floor to watch them. It was beautiful.
I’ve already mentioned that my Grandpa has Alzheimer’s and how these two are the only set of grandparents at the wedding and how special that is to my family. Well, another reason The Gunn Slingers (our ceilidh band) got cut a bit short was because my Grandpa was really confused about where he was during the wedding reception. In fact, he’d been confused since he’d arrived in Minnesota, but as the evening went on he was convinced it was time to pack up so he could leave and go home. His anxiety was getting bad.
My Grandpa LOVES to dance, though. We knew once he got to dancing he would be fine. So once he started getting antsy, we immediately shifted to the DJ and started the anniversary song. My grandparents ended up staying the rest of the evening AND dancing for the entire reception.
This next picture is incredibly special. It’s Mom Sword and her sister (Auntie B) watching their parents dance. Weddings are the best, aren’t they?
And this is Mom Sword, her sister, and her brother. Love.
These are the moments you never forget. What is one of yours?
All photos by Crystal Liepa Photography.
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The Big Day
Bacon for bridal baby!
Hair and makeup!
Men in kilts!
Tiara and bouquet!
Becoming a bride!
Cold couple portraits!
The Swords with swords!
The men pose!
The women pose!
Posing with our flower girl!
True Scotsman indeed!