I’m a few days late with this post but I couldn't let our 20th anniversary came and go without some sort of recognition.
It was Friday, June 16, 1989
Canoga Park, California.
I had my dream come true wedding.
Mr. E. thought a church ceremony followed by ham buns in the basement would’ve been great.
But this gal had been planning her wedding since age 12 and had a few more ideas to celebrate in mind!
And here we are. . .
a few pounds :),
a few tears,
but thankfully more health,
As I wrote in my note. . .
I still feel right at home. . . with you.
Your love for Him. . .brings me peace.
I love you more today. . .than I did 20 years ago.
And Happy Father’s Day to my Dad. . .
the one who walked me down the aisle.
This is one of my very favorite pictures:
What a moment!
I know my Dad loves me.
I know my Dad will always be there for me/ for us.
And for that I am truly grateful.
I think we should’ve bought him a pair of slippers!
But he loves these. . .they’re all broken in and have miles of good tread left!!
That’s my dad!!
Happy Father’s Day Sunday!