Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Waiting at the end of the isle.

This story goes a bit differently because he is the Groom, but as this man is standing at the end of the isle, and he is looking at his beautiful bride coming towards him in all white, his mind flashes to all the memories they’ve had together, and he is taken back to the first night he met her, and the way he was mesmerized with her by just the first glance.

Now on this day he is seeing her and wondering to himself, “how did I get so lucky?” She’s absolutely beautiful in his eyes, she has been from the first time they caught each other’s eye. When he looks into her eyes, he sees love, and them being parents someday. He sees romance, and just simply being with her for the rest of his life.

I want to tell you a little bit about this love Josiah has for Becca. It’s not the kind of love you see everyday. It’s crazy, and special. It’s everlasting, and overflowing. It’s romantic, and cherishable. It’s memorable, and one of a kind. It’s incredible, and beautiful. It’s their love.

Josiah is finally hopelessly and romantically in love, because I know that from the moment he laid eyes on Becca, he saw something in her, something special, something that could only be shared with her…little did he know, that it was going to someday be everlasting love.

Josiah is starting out on a new chapter of his life. This chapter will be a bit different, and it’s going to last a lifetime. He will be sharing this chapter with his wife Becca. The two of them will challenge each other, and stand by each other when times get tough. They will be each other’s confidant, and best friend.

I hope this journey you two are venturing out on will be filled with love, laughter, babies, and romance. I also hope that you two will never get too old to just be crazy with each other, because love is being crazy together.

“I remember trying not the stare the night that I first met you, you had me mesmerized. And three weeks later, in the front porch light taking forty-five minutes to kiss goodnight, I hadn’t told you yet, but I thought I loved you then.”
–Brad Paisley

Grace.

-I wrote this for my brother for his Wedding.

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