Exactly a year ago today, after witnessing me catch three bouquets (and I am not a good catcher) and catching one garter himself over the months we dated, John asked me to marry him on a cobblestone bridge in Beacon Hill Park in Victoria, British Columbia. I said yes, obviously...and here we are 1 happy year later. It's an extremely wonderful feeling. I feel like I've been married to the most wonderfully amazing man that defies all doubts and fears I previously had for much more than this amount of time. But less than a year it is. Every day is another confirmation of why God chose/made John for me. For ME. What a lovely, eternal fact. And I could never be more grateful for the gift that every day is to be his wife. I love you, John.
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