Last weekend a momentous event took place. I married my best friend and the love of my life after knowing each other and being together for the greater part of 17 years. We were blessed with a gorgeous, seasonally warm, picture-perfect Autumn day even though it was cold and pouring monsoon like rain the night before. Our intimate ceremony was next to an idyllic lake surrounded by a wooded area and meadow. Usually a well-populated area, but on our special day, no one was there! We walked out of the woods from opposite directions and met in the middle of the meadow with tears in our eyes and gratitude in our hearts. It was magical, everything perfectly flowed and felt divinely aligned. Like being in a dream. All the woodland animals gathered around as we held hands walking into our new chapter together. Okay, that last part wasn't real, but it felt possible. It was truly a blessed and sacred day. Are you swooning yet? Longing for a similar romantic, fairy
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