Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to her mother, “Why is the bride dressed in white?”
“Because white is the color of happiness, and today is the happiest day of her life,” explained her mother.
The child thought about this for a minute, then asked, “Then why is the groom wearing black?”
Marriage is a sacred thing. It was the first institution of God, and many who have been married end up in an institution.
I heard about a woman who decided to have her portrait painted. She told the artist, “Paint me with diamond rings, a diamond necklace, emerald bracelets, a ruby broach, and a gold Rolex.”
“But you aren’t wearing any of those things,” he replied.
“I know,” she said. “It’s in case I should die before my husband. I’m sure he will remarry right away, and I want his new wife to go crazy looking for the jewelry.”
Some of us don’t wait to drive our spouse crazy. That’s what makes marriage so fun. The last thing I want in my marriage is predictability. It is fun being married. Marrying Beth was the best decision I ever made. And for the record, my tux was white.