Truth be told, I did not cry at my wedding.
I was beyond relieved that we had made it into the Temple unscathed;
I had countless visions of car accidents and tornadoes killing us and before our wedding day
But tears? None.
I'm not a crier in general.
I hold back tears at funerals and I have never cried in a movie.
Yes, I've seen Bambi and Up and have never shed a tear.
|photo by Mikael Colville-Andersen via Cool Hunting|
But tomorrow? I might cry and I'm not sure what to do about it.
You see, when we got married I knew Mr. Branflake, but I didn't know him.
Yet during our eight years of marriage and four of law school,
I feel like we've become a team- an inseparable team bound by experience, sacrifice, and humility.
We didn't have that before we were married and now that we do,
my emotional attachment to him is greater than it ever has been.
So tomorrow at his graduation, there may be tears.
I'm just so freakin proud of him.
He doesn't want me telling anyone, so I'm telling the whole interweb:
He got a 4.0 this semester.
Do you know what's hotter than a doctor?
A doctor with a 4.0.
Are you a crier?
Did you cry at your wedding?
Did you cry watching Up?
Do you have any advice for non-criers on how to handle the waterworks?