You would think that the night before my wedding I was restless and up half the night. Most people would be wondering about all the loose ends and details that may have been forgotten. Well, not me. Once my head hit the pillow, I was out like a light. All my hard work, planning, worrying and stress was finally over. The day had come.
May 2, 2010 I woke up refreshed and surprisingly calm. I spent the morning on the beach with my best friends while they hollered at folks passing by, telling them it was my wedding day. The more we made a fuss about it, the more excited I got and before I knew it, it was time to head to the salon and get ready. After that, I put on my dress and waited impatiently to see my groom.
It was an amazing day and everything went off without a hitch. During the ceremony I laughed and I cried and felt the happiest I've ever been. My fiancé was becoming my husband and I wanted to soak in each second and make sure I would remember everything. Thinking back now, I can't help but be overwhelmed by the amount of love that was felt on that day. With our closest friends and family, we vowed to keep each other safe, through sickness and in health and to love each other unconditionally for the rest of our lives.
In the past year, my husband has only given me a million more reasons to love him. With every day that passes, he gives me support and guidance. He knows just what to say to make me laugh. He knows that when I'm down, all it takes is a hug for me to feel better. He knows that when I put on loud music, it means I want to dance. He compliments every meal I cook, even if it makes the entire house smell like curry for days. He tells me I'm pretty when I haven't showered all weekend. He loves my dog, he loves me and I'm a lucky girl to be able to call him my partner.
Here's to 100 more years babe. Happy anniversary.
Love you. Promise.