I thank heavens that my one and only wedding was a great experience. Marriage (like most) has had ups and downs, but we're very happy after 28 years.
My husband told me that while he stood at the altar and watched me walked down the aisle with my dad, he wanted to cry because I was "all wrapped up pretty just like a present." How cute is that?
Stories like this really do make me thankful for my own normal life.
Excuse me, but do you mind if I turn green with envy?