Mothers lighting our unity candles.

Sherry, standing outside the church. 
Maid of Honour, Vicki.  Sean, my son did such a great job of escorting me down the isle.... and gave me away.

When I first entered the church and saw Wilfred waiting for me at the front, I thought, "God, this is finally gonna happen. The man that I have loved for 15 years, and I are gonna be married..... and WOW!!! doesn't he ever look FINE in that gray tux."

The minister asked us to join hands, something that we hadn't been made aware of in our in our rehearsal the day before. I can still remember how right this felt... still does.....as we looked into each other's eyes and repeated our vows. 

Wilfred's sister had just finished singing "From This Moment" for us. 

After our vows, Vicki, my Maid of Honour sang a solo for us of "Grow Old Along With Me" and we had to keep the tears that were welling up in our eyes from rolling down our faces.

On several occasions during the service, I was tempted to pass Wilfred one of the tissues that I had hidden in the handle of my bouquet. There were no dry eyes left by the end of the song.

And after Pastor Steve pronounced us Husband and Wife, of course, we had to have that
XOXO First Kiss XOXO
Which, of course, lead to MORE.