Just looking at these pictures brings back the joy of that moment.
The moment of, “this is it.”
The exact one we’ve been waiting for.
Our wedding was short, sweet, and simple.
Our friend Jake played piano as our guests were taking their seats and played Josh’s pick for me to walk in to.
My sweet dad walked me down the aisle.
And Josh’s dad, a pastor, married us.
It was perfection.
I always thought I’d be in some sort of daze almost – unrealistic.
But I remember being fully present – smiling a lot and whispering to Josh.
I remember repeating our written vows.
Placing the rings.
Kissing as Mr. & Mrs. Morris.
Then walking back down in pure bliss, holding my husband’s hand.