When I was younger, I didn't dream of my wedding, I dreamed of The Man. What would his name be? Had I already met him? Would he be good looking? (As it turns out: Max, No, and Most Definitely).
We've been married for eight years now..... and it all started with a nerdy first impression, a cake fight, and the World War 1 Trenches in France. You can read all about it here and find out why both of our fathers were 12 inches away when we had our very first kiss!!
Thanks to Gwen in Love for featuring our love story!
Not Modern Enough to Use Modern Conveniences
8 months ago
9 comments:
What a great story!
That's a really cute story!
Great story! That's my birthday ;)
What a sweet story! I couldn't have held out on kissing that love! I love kissing and I'd still be waiting two years later for my man to seal the deal....lol
I love the name Max-- it's my son's name. Max's Rock!
I didn't kiss my husband until we were married! Of course, he wasn't my husband until after we were married! Ha.
it's always fun to read about these stories:) i love them...i started featuring weddings but not too many people were interested...i just love the beauty of it all! here's to many more years for you and your hubby:)
Thanks for popping in by my space.
Loved reading your story wishing you continued happiness and lots of prosperity.
By the by I love that you are a teacher to students with hearing impairments nice.
Your story is so sweet! I love that you kept the kiss for that day. Not many people have their first kiss photographed like that! Thanks for sharing!
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