I’m hoping you’ll forgive me. I’ll let my pictures do the talking today. Yes, they are blurry, but so is the memory of my wedding day. More than 15 years have passed.
I do remember, though, that there was laughter, there was joy, there were tears of happiness. We ate, we danced, we kissed, we hugged, we said ‘I love you, my husband’, and ‘I love you, my wife’ numerous times. It was a good day. I got the wedding on the beach of my dreams.
Getting ready in the morning…
Letting Kristina do the last touch ups before leaving the house…
Going for THE kiss…
Receiving a phone call from my mom with congratulations…
After ‘the good’ and ‘the bad’ there was finally peace – the wedding.
But then came ‘the ugly’.