Here we are 11 years later!
The date was March 18, 2000. The time was 3pm. I was about to walk down the asile to meet up with my soon to be husband. My mom was the one who gave me away, and the Preacher was Gary's Grandpa. It was an outside wedding. Don't ask me why I chose an outside wedding in March. I was 20, and the ONLY thing I was concered about while planning the wedding, was the end result, getting married the the man I loved so much, that my heart literally ached when we weren't together. Which at the point was pretty much all the time since he lived 2 hours away in Valdosta and was stationed at Moody. Everyone said it was cold, I don't remember that. Imagine that, the girl who is normally FREEZING, wasn't. We said our vows, and went to our reception. After our reception, we went to the hotel. We spent almost ALL night getting the pins out of my hair! I must say, my hair has never been that wavy since! Looking back on these past 11 years, who would have known that we would have lived