It seems like yesterday. And I can remember it like it was. Getting up early to drive to Wills Point. Braving the heat to try and take pictures with the Groomsmen and the Bridesmaids outside of the theater and on the nearby railroad tracks. Sweating profusely. Butterflies in my stomach. Nervous excitement, hoping everything went off without a hitch.
The service is mostly a blur, though I will always remember the first sight of you. The reception went by even faster. So quickly it was a challenge to see everyone.
There are many lessons we learned that day. How we would take more time that afternoon if we could. How we would have the reception in a place with better air conditioning. How hard it is to get clear glitter off of you when it’s glued on by sweat. How we should have made a priority to actually eat at the reception, instead of just shoving cake up our noses.
We’ve learned a lot of lessons in the eleven years since. Big and small and a few painful.
But I would do each and everyone of them over again as long as they are with you.
These eleven years have both flown by and felt like we have known and belonged to each other for far longer. I look forward to the next eleven, and the next eleven, and so on and so on.
I love you Gorgeous!
Bigger than Godzilla,
All the way to the moon,
To infinity and beyond,
To the ends of the earth...