Looking at the wedding photos hanging over my kitchen table, I realize that I am beaming.
I’m stupid-giddy in these photos. This night, I raise my glass of Polar club soda in a toast to him for that happiest day; then to us both for all the great years we shared.
Someone I met while we were all on the LBD journey said if she’d have known about what was coming, she’d have married her husband any way.
Those words resonated with me then and reverberate now. It’s a truth for me as it was for her.
So, here’s to all the years we got to be together.
this is our life 