Holy Matrimony

{Congrats K&A! Baby Bean loves his godparents. He can't wait for a slumber party at your place. hehe.}

I love "love." 

The real deal stuff. Purely redeeming, all encompassing, and utterly overwhelming. 

The "L, is for the way you looooook at meeeeeee," kind of love. 

 

Love is alive.

Peeking through the little details. 

The twinkle lights and floral centerpieces. 

Captured in camera flashes and swirls of cupcake frosting. 

Love is sweet. 

Sun-drenched wedding guests with a splash of liquid courage on the dance floor.

 Ah'moving and ah'shaking to Flo Rida. 

Love is raw. 

Witnessing "the" moment. 

You know,

the moment of all moments of all time in the history of ever for eternity and beyond, pleaseandthankyouverymuch.

Clocks cease ticking. 

Planets slow orbiting.

Even that used-to-be-a-planet Pluto. 

 standstill.

hear a pin drop.

heart on a rollercoaster.

here we go.

She walks towards him, 

in a surreal and breathless pace.

Eyes fixated.

Nothing and everything being said, in those soul-stealing glances.

Eagerly grasping the promise of a future. 

The promise of a forever. 

That's when I know. 

Without a doubt. 

Love is here. 

xoxo

{Bon Bon}