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Then our relationship was put to the test:
May 2002:
Turns out he has a tumor...uh oh....on good ol' lefty! (yeah, down there)
It was removed, but it didn't help much because Cancer had spread to his lymph glands!
He would need Chemotherapy.....
but it would mess with his reproduction......so we made "The Plan"
Luckily we had talked about marriage in February.
Not seriously....but something to look forward to. 2005? If things went right?
It didn't happen in coupla years.....but we had to in a month.....not only that,
but get me pregnant before his chemo started 'bout two weeks after our wedding!
First up was my dress.
I wasn't wishy-washy 'cause there was no time!
I just wanted a heart-shape top, little waist and tons of tule.
I tried on 3 dresses, picking the second.
Two days later David proposes up on top of Signal Hill in Long Beach.
Yes. I got the dress before the proposal which I think is hilarious! heehee!
It all comes down to the moment I had with him down on one knee. Too sweet!
I made my wedding colors easy too.
Picking "my colors": pinks, purples, turquoise with black.
Went down to the Home Depot.
Got the swatches with the pinks, purples and turquoise I wanted for my wedding.
Gave it to our family friends for the cake and decorations,
and friends who held them up to the dress they wanted to wear. Easy.
We also got my Bachelorette Party, Bridal Shower,
and his Bachelor Party in there!
So we had a crazy month of planning a wedding.
We ended up having a lot of help for our cause,
so it wasnt a rinky-dink wedding or with the 20ish people we thought we'd get to have.
It turns into about 120 at Heritage Park, Santa Fe Springs.
It's a park that is kept up for special events only.
Talk about BEAUTIFUL!
June 29th 2002 was a perfect day.
I wasn't nervous....at all. I was content with David and that's all there was to it!
Feeling content with a dash of butterflies of excitement was all I had on my wedding day.
My Best Friend's picked me up and we listened to "Going to the Chapel".
Sure I was 1/2hr late, but I didn't count on the back of my dress taking forever to tie. My friends went ahead of me to
get everybody ready, and I was there with Mrs. Parra waiting for my cue to stop hiding behind her SUV.
Suddenly I see David dash by -a little far away- but still! I didn't want him to see me in my dress!
Turns out a bird had pooped on his shou lder RIGHT before the ceremony was to begin.
So he ran to wash it off. Inside the bathroom and an old man told him "You know, that's a sign of good luck!"
We needed it....but had tons of prayer behind us, so we were optimistic.
The instumental of "Thank You" was running through the whole ceremony.
My Daddy walked me down the isle. We stopped half way for pictures,
and in typical Evelyn fashion, I lifted my bouquet and tilted my head in happiness as eeeeeverybody cheered!
My Daddy also married us!
He's a Reverend, and said he could do it,
but half way in it, I start hearing the knot in his throat and says,
"I told my daughter I was a professional and that I could do this, but let me tell ya........*choking up*.......
I'm struggling up here!"
My eyes welded up, but I spent the rest of the ceremony smiling big trying to not let David and my dad cry
cause they were both so choked up!
We exchanged rings which were my parents wedding bands.
My parents said we could get better ones later, but David said,
"No, this has more value than anything we could ever pick out!"
They've been married 33 years!
aaaaand that's the story behind our wedding bands....
We had our reception at the Parra's all lit up in string lights, floating candles in their pool,
and we were surrounded by all our good friends.
We had a blast.
Now you gotta read about the rest of "The Plan".
It was the hardest time, but the most special at the same time.....
About 2 weeks after my wedding was the day "my visitor" was supossed to come
and it was also the day for his sperm back appointment.
Yeah I'm candid about it 'cause there's no way around it!
That's what happend!
I've come to realise...when you grow up....is when medical/bodily stuff is not "ew" or "TMI",
but something of understanding.
The pregnancy test...is positive!
I would classify that as "a miracle", wouldnt you?!
I got the best congrats from people saying "You did it! woohoo!"
No sperm bank for us, but next week he would start chemo. "The Plan" worked!
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