June 17, 2007
I met him just minutes before we walked down that aisle together, this man that I married. We were young, and it was a happy day, but I didn’t love him then. The truth is, I was more focused on not tottering or tripping while wearing my sparkling silver and glass looking sandals (with three inch spike heels—and I’d never worn heels before that morning) down the aisle than anything else.
We had fun that day; My childhood best friend was to marry his older brother. And, Best Man and Maid of Honor, we were making it special for the two people we loved. We parted as friends, and there was nothing more there but happy memories centering on the couple who began their life together that day.
(Oh, and aren’t they the cutest couple?)
But, “Once in awhile, right in the middle of an ordinary life, love gives us a fairy tale.” And this was the beginning of ours.
So, Happy fourth anniversary to the two love birds who made our paths cross. Thanks for being a part of our fairy tale story.
And three years late I’m working on our courtship story, simplified because there are too many details. Look for it soon!