Everyone always dreams of being able to find a forever love and then getting married to them, right? Well, I've always wanted that ever since I was a little girl, and I finally got it, my idiot. I love him, I'm always going to love him, and nothing...
When we got married on the 1st November 2014, that day by far was the best day of my life. I remember that day so well, I mean how can you forget your big day?
I remember pacing up and down in my room thinking, "Am I making the right choice? What if I end up regretting it? Is it too late to cancel the wedding? Should I just run away?"
I remember my sister who was my maid of honour reassured me saying that I was making the right choice and that she could see how much we loved each other and then she asked me this question," In the future when you're in your 80s, you're sitting on a bench watching the sun go down with your husband, you look over to him and you smile your brightest smile at him and he does the same back, is that man that's smiling back from the man you're going to marry today?"
Yes. That man smiling back was from you, I could see your face with your dimples and your nose crinkled up and you just had the warmest smile ever. That was when I knew I made the right choice.
Dad walked me down the aisle and I saw your face beaming with such a happy smile that I felt so warm and fuzzy inside and it felt like I was falling in love with you all over again, the ceremony went swimmingly although I will admit that there were some places in my vows that I was just making up on the spot, but hey ho it still went well. When the vicar said, "you may now kiss the bride" that's when I knew I would do whatever it takes to never let this marriage break and that I would be by your side through thick and thin.
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