6 years ago I put on a white dress.
I walked down the aisle of the church I'd walked down for my first communion.
I smiled, arm in arm with my parents, looking at all of the people who were looking back at me.
And then I caught a glimpse of the man that I was going to spend the rest of my life with.
My eyes met his and I saw his tears and mine began to fall.
We spoke words of love and commitment to one another and exchanged rings and kisses.
We celebrated with our family and friends til the wee hours of the morning.
And we've never looked back.
6 years later, I can honestly say that I love him more than I ever have.