Because I am “The Bride” and I loved getting married so, so, so, so much, today’s post is a tribute to our wedding and everyone involved in it. :]
The day I married Zack was an incredible day. We were married on June 7th at my home church. We had the traditional, “let’s not see each other until I walk down the aisle” wedding. It was perfect… perfect because God was a part of it all. My childhood pastor married us :] He said the most amazing thing during the message; I’ll never forget it:
Your wedding date is June 7th, 2008.
That is 6, 7, 8.
What do you get when you add up those numbers?
Two become One.
This is my Mom’s favorite picture :]
My Mom did a lot of wonderful things to help us plan the wedding. One thing she was in charge of was THE CAKE. Oh man, she did a great job. I think aside from his Bride, Zack loved the cake the most. Countless times Zack’s told me how much he loved our wedding day, and that just makes my heart flutter. (He remembers things about the day –details, it’s really awesome.)