An Anniversary to Forget: One Year Since That Day

I’ve been dreading this day for the past 364. I don’t know why. It doesn’t change anything. But it is an anniversary by which we will be able to mark the rest of our lives.

Hang in there my Bride, we’ll make it yet.

Fifteen years ago today, everything that could go wrong seemed to have done just that. The best man got a nosebleed. The pastor didn't show. The candles exploded. The caterer mixed up menus. And, the limo broke. The driver took a smoke break. You and I and our luggage sat right there in the back … Continue reading Hang in there my Bride, we’ll make it yet.