Nearly 10 years ago, we decided our first dance as man and wife would be Martin Sexton‘s “Diggin’ Me.” Don’t believe me? Here’s some circumstantial evidence. Just six months ago, on May 19, 2012, surrounded by the people we love most in the world, we said our “I do”s and danced to that song.
As that day drifts further back into my memory, it becomes harder to believe the sheer perfection of it all. Sometimes, I’ll have to look at the photos to be convinced. I’ll awake from a horrible dream, which must be some subconsciously repressed stress baby of yester-year, and sigh a deep sigh of relief.
I’ll nestle close to the guy I love, and whisper thank you, for the beautiful dream I was so lucky to have lived.