Hang in there my Bride, we’ll make it yet.

Fifteen years ago today, everything that could go wrong seemed to have done just that. The best man got a nosebleed. The pastor didn't show. The candles exploded. The caterer mixed up menus. And, the limo broke. The driver took a smoke break. You and I and our luggage sat right there in the back … Continue reading Hang in there my Bride, we’ll make it yet.

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