raining ash

I have been told many times that I need to write down all of these funny stories that happened during the wedding so that I wont forget them. It blows my mind that today I have been married for 10 months. wowwza.  I will start out with a story. I will be writing these very randomly.

So my mom was here in Los Alamos and had come out a week before the wedding. She was a great help- we butt heads... but I think that it was because things were so stressful that she was my person. That sounds weird but whenever things get super stressful with life my mom and I have had the tendency to argue. Its like no matter what I say or do, I know she loves me, and will still love me once I am done throwing a temper tantrum. and that is true for the crazy wedding week. We were calm( umm ya right) for the most part  but the biggest thing I remember is that we were having a couples shower down and Nanas house and the fire had started a few hours before hand. This was when everything was whishy washy. We weren't sure what was going to happen. We are there hanging out with our friends and family( brandon gets pushed in the pool by Shawn Amburgey)
 and it is raining ash.
 raining ash.
 yes raining ash.
at this point I know whats about to happen...pure chaos is waiting to erupt. Brandon pulls me aside and sits me down. He very calmly says that we are going to have to change our wedding site, we will most likely have to evacuate, but its okay. because we will be married, and I have a right to cry. So thats what I did. I sat with my fiancee and just cried. Cried over the wedding that I thought i was getting gipped out of, cried out of fear, and cried out of sadness. Once that was done I pulled my crap together. We got in the car Brandon said very seriously (as we are driving watching people frantically get gas and watching flames over the mountain top) that we will need to pack up quickly he will get gas in the car and to meet back at the house. So thats what we did. With Brandon my mom and I were pretty calm, but when it was just my mom and I we were freaking out. Packin like mad men, semi yelling out of fear, and trying to get thing of importance. (this is hard to do when EVERYTHING is in boxes, I have been living out of a suitcase and Tims house (Brandons dad) and dont know where anything is)).
Thank you Jesus my mom grabbed my dress.
 as in my wedding dress.
 That was the 1st thing she grabbed.
 whew.
 Then we went back to our house and sat on the floor listening to the radio waiting for the evacuation to be announced. Now I dont know how many people have been through some sort of natural diaster, or a fire, or flood, but this was seriously scary. I had never experienced something like this. we were forced to pack anything we cared about in a car and had to be willing to walk away from everything else. Because there was a pretty good chance that it would all burn down.
chaos
chaos chaos
but Jesus provided. I got the wedding of my dreams because I married the man of my dreams.
Forget decoration.
]I got him. and I will thank God for that stupid fire.
 I was able to see that decorations didn't matter.
God put Brandon and I together.
and that is something to rejoice over.