I remember when Chris asked me to marry him very vividly. It was after Hurricane Isabella came on shore and caused us to cancel one night of our planned weekend getaway. I was cleaning up the yard from all the tree debris wondering why it was taking him so long to come over and help. I soon found out the reason was he was buying me flowers and a stuffed animal along with a bottle of bubbly. I was so in love with him. I still am.
The weekend we were engaged my Mom snapped a photo of us and my Dad called it Young Love. We didn't realize it at the time - because we thought we were older to finally have found love - but it really was young love. We still laugh about that moment. I think we'll remember it for many years to come. Thanks, Dad, for the sweet memory!
Our wedding day was lovely. I had been sick leading up to the day and had some good medicine that helped me get out of bed and ready for the day. All my worries about things going wrong were immediately forgotten. I was surprised at how excited and relaxed I was at the same time. I couldn't wait for 2pm to arrive - I wanted to see Chris so badly. I remember that I kept joking with him that he can't kiss me when I come down the aisle and that he has to wait until after the vowels and the priest tells us to kiss. I find it quite funny that it was me that gave him a kiss when I landed at the end of the aisle and he had such a funny grin and told me under his breath with a laugh that I'm not supposed to do that. It made me laugh because I had totally forgotten about that and was so caught up in the moment and my love for him. There was no doubt at all in either of our minds that we were meant to be together. There still isn't.