My number for track and various soccer teams was the number 4. I am not sure where it started, but I always liked the number four.
Happy number 4 to my one and only.
Some candid photos of the day. First, on our drive from the church to the reception.
At the reception pre-dinner/dance.
And since I was all nostalgic looking through the photos, here is my dress the following day. I didn’t do one of those trash the dress things. I don’t think I could bear to. Still. I really did love it.
I feel like it was so long ago. Only four years, but so much ahs changed. Our group of friends who got married around the same time are having babies now. Life goes on. And it truly does get sweeter with time.
