It was warm with wistful breezes the afternoon we decided to say our vows in front of God and our families. The setting- a beautiful cathedral in the oldest neighborhood in Charlotte. The priest- one of the kindest people I could have asked to officiate our wedding. Our loving vision became reality as we set out on a new adventure in life as husband and wife.
The pure and raw love felt between two hearts grew to become the family that we now share. This home exists because we made a plan and that was only the beginning.
We left the church beaming with excitement about what was around the corner.
Our first daughter was born 9 months and 6 days later. As a woman I felt alive and whole. The man I married was truly passionate about our family and able to endure me at my worst. We built a foundation with each other to secure our bond.
We scratched our way through tough times and reveled in the good. We knew that finding someone to successfully live with, and share children with, and work through stress could be difficult; but somehow we knew, long ago, that we have what it takes. When Bella held our proverbial hearts in the palm of her hands we thought we found our calling. God gave us this magical child because we listened to Him and found each other, we worked hard at our relationship and we were granted this gift. So, we asked him for another.
Tori was born 10 months and 11 days ago today.
The light in her eyes can only be appreciated with lingering stares. Wow! This child is ours too? We have now given two people life because we decided 4 years ago today that we were going to happily devote this love and humbly follow the path He put us on and leave our hearts open for the adventure.
This path is beautiful. The views are spectacular and I couldn't ask for better company.
Thanks for the best four years of my life, Babe. I know there will be many, many more.
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