Another hundred half-years

Six months ago you would have found me playfully dancing around a small room, dressed in white from head-to-toe. 

My dearest friends were there too, witnessing some of my sillier moments as I anxiously awaited the moment I'd been anticipating for exactly 302 days. Well, that's not really fair. I suppose if I'm honest I should say I'd been looking forward that moment all my life. 

The moment I got to exchange these promises...

with my dearest friend...

This moment.

 Happy six months, sweet Husband! Half-a-year of...

laughter

 transition

work

silliness

adventure

 travel

play

communication

love

and oneness.

May the Lord bless us with at least another hundred half-years together. You are and always will be my Love.