Swing life away

My alarm brought me out of a peaceful slumber to a cold and overcast December morning.  Normally I would bitterly curse the inventor of the alarm clock every morning if today wasn't special or important.  Today was a big day, it was our big day.  I literally rolled out of bed and began my day with a prayer and set off for the rest of the day.  I walked out of my room and saw a close friend of mine asleep on my couch and got him up for the day.  He made a four hour journey just to be here because I asked him.  I knew that my other friends would do that in a heartbeat for me and it always touched me to know that they were there for me.  Through my routine I tried to fight off the nervousness that I felt and I knew that my friend knew that I was nervous and tried to comfort me and ease my tension.

As I was getting my suit on and ready I caught myself singing a line from a tune.  I smiled when it left my lips, ..."if love is a labor I'll slave till the end, I won't cross these streets until you hold my hand..."  I was willing to do anything for her.  I was ready to be her everything and she was already my everything.  My whole future was centered around her and with no her there was no future.  With that thought, anxiety left me and confidence took its place.

My friend and I walked out to find that this particular overcast, cold, December day also happened to be snowing.  Snowing a blizzard in fact.  It had not snowed that entire winter or in the entire month and the one day that snow decides to blanket the earth with its beautiful white was on our special day.  Wonderful....

I climbed into my car and made my way to pick up my special someone.  When I saw her I could see that she was nervous but she was ready.  But I mostly could only see that fact that she was radiant and glowed with perfect love and purity.  I took her by the hand and we made our way to the temple through the cold blizzard.

We parked at the temple and I got out to open the door for my one and only.  Hand in hand we made our way to the doors of the temple.  I felt like I was crossing the threshold from adolescents to adulthood and she was helping me cross by holding my h