WHEN THE DOORS OPENED, and my music started playing, I looked down the isle at my groom. I didn’t see the 200 people standing in the chapel, smiling and snapping pictures. I didn’t see the beautiful decorations, which I had thought about tirelessly for weeks; not the flowers, not the lights, not the bows…. All I saw was him.
As I began to walk tears streamed down my face, tears I couldn’t stop… Tears of joy.
The next day, when I glanced at this photo I thought it was hideous, but it tells the story of that moment better than words can…. That’s why this is my husband’s favorite wedding picture.