I can’t believe that it’s been 4 years since I woke up a single woman. 4 years since I got my hair done (and cried when I saw it). 4 years since I first saw my bouquet of pink roses & peonies and wished that I could have a bouquet JUST.LIKE.THAT.ONE. every day of my life. 4 years since I walked down the aisle with my veil covering my face, getting stuck on my eyelash extensions. 4 years since I held the hands of my love at the altar and professed that I would love him. Forever and always. 4 years since we wandered through the vineyards, awkwardly talking about our amazing families and friends, while being followed by an even more awkward photographer. 4 years since we danced to Louis Armstrong’s “A Kiss to Build a Dream On”. 4 years since my buddy drank all the tequila at the wedding and really made it a party. 4 years since we passed under the sparklers held up by our guests, toasting our special day. Happiest of Anniversaries to my love.