It has been eight years since I walked down the isle toward my future husband as he smiled from ear to ear. I remember how nervous he was that day. He initially wanted a Vegas wedding so it would be small. He doesn't like all of the attention on him, but he did it for me. He allowed me to have the wedding that I had dreamed of. It was the best day of my life. I looked and felt like a princess and I was about to marry my prince. I had never been happier.
Eight years later, we are still just as happy and even more in love. We may not be where we thought we would be eight years later, but we are exactly where we were meant to be. If God's plan is for us to never have children, then at least we have each other. That is all we NEED.
Happy anniversary to my love! I look forward to the rest of our lives together!