Four years ago today I was in an upstairs room surrounded by my sisters busily getting ready. We
giggled at every little thing as we talked about what it will be like when I will be officially your wife and in the mist of all that I was nervous. I'd catch my reflection in the mirror and silently hold my breath.
The time came when I was to walk down the aisle. As I slowly walked down the stairs I grasp the handle with all my might. Here I was almost 20 and I was about to married to the man of my dreams and I was scared.
Scared to death.
I looked at my Dad with tears in my eyes and I said "I don't know if I'm ready." He's reply "He's a good man, he will be a good husband and a wonderful father. you ARE ready. Just Breath."
I did just that....
B R E A T H E D
I walked out into the court yard looking at nothing but you in your peach dress shirt and I smiled. I don't remember what was said all I know was that I said
" I DO" and you did too we kissed and I was married. Married to you.
The rest of the night was a
blur we danced...
laughed...
kissed...
And
celebrated this new life together.
Four years its been...
Four years of
bliss, struggle,
laughter, words not meant to be said,
a child a beautiful child... and a ton of
happiness and if I was forced to go back four years ago I know I would do everything in my power to make sure I still married you and had this
exact life because four years ago I married the man of my dreams and to this day
YOU STILL ARE THE MAN OF MY DREAMS.
Happy Anniversary Babe.
I love and adore you.
