chris' oldest brother was married on sunday, and it was just beautiful. i loved the candles, the roses, the stained glass windows, the woodburning fireplace. it was all so romantic. chris and i joked to each other that our entire wedding may be our something borrowed. or was it a joke? :)
weddings make me the weepiest. i just can't think of anything more powerful and sacred and sweet than two people committing to a lifetime together, and all that that entails.
here's to love, love, love -- the best thing that can happen to any of us.