A name and a story

Last week during Sunday school the couple that was teaching our class was talking about the day they got married and how they try to think back about what their sealer said so they can remember how special the day was for them. I turned to Jake and told him I don't really remember anything our sealer said to us..... and neither did he. So I didn't feel so bad. It was just an overwhelming, happy day that I really did try to listen, but I was so jittery I can't remember any of it! But anyone that was in that room with us.. will remember at least one thing... the name sumner. Yes you read that right. sumner.... not summer. It all started when we introduced ourselves to the sealer and he was making sure he got our names right and when he said mine it sounded close enough to Summer that I let it slide, because he was old, so I just thought it was how he talked. We walk into the beautiful room surrounded by our family members and the day I have dreamed about started going by so fast! Throughout his inspirational words, he would call us by name, and when he said my name he wasn't saying SUMMER, but SUMNER. The first couple times we let it slide, but after the 3rd or 4th time I looked around to see if people were noticing and I could see the smiles around the room knowing that he was saying it wrong. When it was time to be sealed together forever.. I was worried that we were going to be Jake and Sumner Fullmer for the rest of our lives! for ETERNITY! He started speaking and I guess my mom pointed to my dad and mouthed to him "You better tell him!" My Dad stopped the sealer, told him it was pronounced SUMMER... and we went on our way being  Jake and Summer Fullmer. It will definitely be a memory we will always remember.. and not a DAY has gone by since we have gotten married that Jake hasn't called me Sumner.

 

Good thing I love him too much.