December 27, 2001
Two days after Christmas, eight years ago, Stephanie married Tristan. The scene was Boulder Valley, with thousands and thousands of sparkling white lights, both inside the church and looking out over the Valley. An upside-down white Christmas tree (you kinda had to be there) with a sunburst of draped lighting marked the central floor for lovers dancing. Burgandy and winter white, food-laden tables and glittery woodland centerpieces. Lots of shimmery candles and traveling guests. It was beautiful and rich, it was Old World and modern. Stacks of cheesecakes instead of the usual bridal cake was the perfect compliment. Steph was dazzling, Tristan handsome. We could not have dreamed a better son-in-law for our little girl. He was the first to “join” us, but who can remember life before him?
8 Years and 3 kids later…
What I loved most about the day they were married? Tristan singing to Stephanie and watching her melt with adoration of him. What I love the most since? How they grow as a family and I still see Stephanie looking at Tristan the same way. They are cute, creative, interdependent, sufficient, lovely and unique. They are our kids and they’ve given us 3 of the 5 grandbebes. We are blessed!