11 years ago today I had a champagne toast out of plastic cups in the nursery of a church with all my bridesmaids and my grandmother present.
Moments later I stood behind a large, wooden door, hanging on to my dad's arm. I took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and tried to bury the nerves that suddenly came rushing to the surface.
The door opened and we walked in and I could see the back of the room. My cousins were standing in the back because all the seats were full. I tried to smile, but as the pictures later showed, I just looked more like I had partial facial paralysis.
But none of that mattered, because then I turned down the aisle and saw the face of the man, who, 11 years later, is the father of my five children and the face I most love to see.
There's no way I could have envisioned what our life would look like 11 years later. It has been such a BLESSED life. Marriage is sometimes hard, but the rewards of it are SO worth the work.
Happy anniversary, Brian. I love you, and I love our life.
Here is a link to last year's anniversary post, where I shared some wedding pictures. Because I'm too lazy to actually upload them to this post.
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Congrats you guys! You are very inspiring, you work together as a great team and your constant love for your family and each other, and most of all, GOD (!) is very encouraging. Thanks for being such great role models! Love you two!
Amen! to an awesome couple...
Love mom/barb
xoxo
"Moments later I stood behind a large, wooden door, hanging on to my dad's arm."
You don't suppose I got damp eyes reading THAT, do you? And I'm just as proud of you now as I was back then.
Love you guys,
Dad
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