September Wedding Anniversaries

I am the first to admit that I do not remember wedding anniversary dates, my grand children's birth dates, my daughter's spouses birth dates or the birth date of the man in my life. I have forgotten each of these special dates. More than once. Or twice.
After the births of my three daughters, no other birth dates were ever stored in my memory bank. Each daughter routinely texts me a few days before some one's special day and then I do my best to make celebratory, sending cards with checks or simply a happy birthday email. Yup, it's not good.
On Monday I logged on to FaceBook to see that my eldest daughter and her husband were celebrating fourteen years of marriage. Surprise. However, I remember their wedding weekend well. We were all so happy. There was a gaiety in the air as friends and family flew to San Francisco from Texas and the East Coast. Caroline had organized the weekend so well that upon our arrival, each of her sisters and I were handed a three page 'To Do' list and Queta named my hotel room 'Hansen's House of Crafts.'

Caroline corralled three of her fellow event managers from Macy's and each had lists as long as ours. Caroline was free to enjoy her wedding weekend, knowing that every detail was being taken care of by the rest of us. It worked.
Caroline and Steve's wedding and reception were overlaid with stunning colors and panache. The buffet was divine and she and I regret that there is not one photograph of food. Not one. Even the wedding photographer didn't pick up on that exquisite buffet. These were the days before iPhone cameras and Instagram. We didn't record the arrival of every plate put before us. That gorgeous wedding cake had both chocolate and vanilla cream layers. Guests could have a bit of both. Perfect.
We danced every dance until the music ended. And then we threw rose petals as the bride and groom left the party. Happy anniversary, Caroline and Steve. Your fourteen years have been more than full with kids and jobs and home repairs.
If memory serves me, my daughter Jeanne's wedding anniversary is the next special day on the family calendar. I've just texted her for the exact date and I am searching for photos of this second grand September wedding weekend.