We were newly married. About half an hour. Then we pulled up at the big house that we decorated ourselves the day before.
I still remember almost everything from that day. It was a very beautiful day. And the bonus was that the place where we got married and where we’d receive guests are half an hour apart. So we had the luxury of just driving and being on the road together. Like we love to. Just the two of us. Or actually, as we’d find out a few weeks later, with what would become the three of us.
That was almost ten years ago. Many things have happened and changed since. The joy and engagement are the same. And richer.
Another find from rearranging stuff and life: the wedding album.
What brings back sweet memories for you?