Mourning the death of a bachelor. (Paul missed the memo on looking sad....)
This picture makes me laugh because we had to "sneak" to the back of the church through the upstairs pews (because it was pouring outside), but we were not at all sly and nine girls trying to sneak through the church and me trying to squeeze my giant dress in between tiny pews built in 1894 is VERY obvious. And we were laughing hysterically, pretending none of the early guests could see us.
My daddy walking me down the aisle. (I wish we had a picture of Tyler's face- I will never forget it.)
My dad giving me away.
Randy, my sister's husband, married us which was really special.
Our unity candle would NOT light. After trying over and over and over, Tyler ran to the window and snatched a candle out of the window sill and stuck it up there in place of the broken one. It was very funny and everyone broke into applause afterward.
You may kiss the bride!
Me and my girls (assortment of childhood and college friends, and one sister).
Tyler and the ladiessss.
My triplet brothers, David and Charles, are on the outside and the other two are some of my best childhood guy friends. The four of them were my ushers.
The whole shabang.
What a fun day... But our marriage has been so much bigger than that single event (though what an event it was!). I love re-living it, but my real joy is in our relationship that continues to grow everyday. Even when we're miles apart...