I have a story to tell...everyone does of course, but today is a special story day. It's a story in which many people who I love were involved. It goes like this.
Once upon a time there were 4 girls who woke up one morning after a harrowing night of tears over certain flower arrangements.
They toddled down town to be made look beautiful with hair fruffing and makeup doing. They got dressed into shining white flowing dresses and hopped onto their carriage, which looked like Newcastle's famous tram!
They were whisked away to a local farm, walked into a big old hall, stood in front of 500 people and held party bangers and let them off when 1 of them kissed the man she truly and dearly loved.
That story happened 11 years ago today.
I married the man who loves me well, who makes me smile, who is my voice of reason, who cares for me and looks after us....the story continues and rather than being a fairytale, I am praying that it is an epic journey. One that weathers the storms and grows stronger. One in which love and laughter and joy and grace play a HUGE part. One in which we remember every year with excitement.
HAPPY 11 Years Pobj. I love you dearly.
3 comments:
aww thats so nice, happy wedding anniversary :) hope u both have a great day!
luv ash
yes, I remember the day well and the following 11 years!
Congrats guys for making it this far, keep up the good work of making a marriage work! Love prayers and support, Mum xoxoxo
CONGRATULATIONS! PERSONALLY I STILL THINK THE DOGS AND THE BALLOONS WOULD HAVE BEEN A SHOW STOPPER!!!!! BUT HEY, YOU HAD STEPHEN KAY SO THAT GOOD ENOUGH!!!
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