It was, without question, the best day of my life. (Obviously, Trevor's birth was a great day, but a day that starts with abdominal surgery probably doesn't qualify as "best day" no matter how well things turn out.)
Our wedding was absolutely perfect. I never wanted the day to end. We lingered at the reception and then headed out on a 3-day mini honeymoon to Santa Cruz. It was perfect too.
Now, ten years later, we're back in Santa Cruz (technically Capitola, but close enough) to celebrate our anniversary and to attend the wedding of Steve's college roommate. A lot has changed in the past ten years, but one thing that hasn't changed is how happy I am that Steve and I are married.
The third of the mosaic cards I made during our Mystery Crafting.
Happy anniversary, Steve! I can't wait to see where the next 10 years take us. I love you!