We decided to skip most of the wedding traditions, the first dance, the garter thing, the cake cutting. Our kids who all sing and play instruments played two of our favorite songs, my stepson the oldest boy, toasted us. It was the best moment of my life.
It was a beautiful night. It was filled with love and happiness, and everyone seemed to have a perfect time. No one looked to miss any of the usual traditions, and no one scoffed at my wedding dress, everyone loved the kids singing.
It was our wedding. The six of ours. We loved it, and now we move forward continuing to love one another.