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Yeah, I know.
I readjust the tiara into my curled, glitter-dusted hair, taking Brant by the hand and nodding my head toward Kip to restart the song.
“I’m ready.”
“Over the Rainbow” starts to play as we make our way down the aisle together, landing beneath the decorated arch.
It’s a rainbow, of course.
It’s impossible to predict a rainbow, so we created our very own.
We both glance up at it before our eyes lock with charmed smiles, and the officiant begins the ceremony. It’s short and sweet. We didn’t want anything drawn-out or extravagant, just as the wedding itself is nothing more than an intimate gathering of close friends and family.
It’s a celebration of love on our dear friend’s property, with a cake made by the love of my life, an exchange of vows beneath a vibrant sky, and dancing until dusk.
It’s perfect.
It’s us.
As we wrap up our vows and Brant says “I do” with tears in his earth-spun eyes, I can’t help myself. I mouth to him, “You mean it?”
Grinning, he mouths back, “Of course I mean it.”
Rupert neighs as the reverend pronounces us man and wife, and then we kiss.
And it’s not just any kiss.
It’s a kiss of courage, a kiss of comfort, a kiss of two people beating the odds and weaving a love story out of tragedy. It’s finding a happily ever after with the one person you least expect yet the only person meant for you.
It’s not our first kiss.
It’s not our last kiss.
It’s a kiss that culminates our past, brings magic to our present, and seals our future forever.
“I love you so much,” I murmur, stroking my palm down his stubbled cheek as his dimples wink back at me.
“I love you, Junebug. More than you’ll ever know,” he replies, planting a kiss on my hairline. He breathes in deeply. “More than you could ever dare to dream.”
As Brant pulls back, grinning wide, our guests clap with celebration, and Wendy and Aunt Kelly rise from their seats. They skip over to the tiny birdcage sitting beside us in the grass as another familiar breeze sweeps by.
I take my husband’s hand in mine and interlace our fingers, turning toward the women. Emotions run through me like a roaring river.
Wendy picks up the cage, clutching it between her arms as she sends us a beaming smile.
Aunt Kelly lifts her hand and opens the metal door.
And then I start to cry.
I break down in tears, watching as the tiny bluebird spreads its wings and flies free, soaring up to the hazy blue sky and disappearing into a cloud.
Brant pulls me close as he exhales a shuddering breath against my hair, his eyes on the sky, our hands interlocked, and his heart eternally woven with mine.
Something blue.
Epilogue
BRANT, AGE 36
