In last week’s podcast, Chad and I talked a little bit about the fire at our wedding. He didn’t know that this photo existed. I had just walked down the aisle and my dad was about to give me away, and you can already see the fire beginning to rage on the far right.
To this day, it remains one of my favorite things about our wedding. Not because I wanted to burn the church down or cause my mother to want to crawl under a rock someplace. But, because I thought it was a perfect addition to an already perfect day. I do love a good story.
Seventeen years later, our love is still just as hot. See what I did there? Happy anniversary to my favorite husband.