Once upon a time there was a little boy and a little girl who lived just a stones throw away from each other. Their parents were friends, they went to the same school, the same church, they rode bikes together along a path to the local mini golf course, they ate ice cream together.
The little boy and the little girl grew up, as all little boys and little girls do and their paths took them down two very different roads. Years later, they were both asked to be in the same wedding. The night of the rehearsal as they linked arms to walk down the aisle, sparks flew. The wedding weekend was a whirlwind of late night talks and dances, and other dates who had originally been invited may or may not have been ignored. 😉
These two started talking daily, in a friendly context. The date Jaime had originally brought to the wedding was supposed to take her to a wedding in a different state shortly after. But as Jaime sat in the airport she realized she couldn’t do it. She couldn’t get on the plane! She had feelings for Matt, Matt her childhood friend who she rode bikes with to get ice cream. Matt, the one from the wedding. So she didn’t! She didn’t get on the plane! Her next two phone calls were mom and then of course….Matt.
Months later she moved to Georgia and began building a life with Matt. And a year after that, they were engaged.
Bah. I die. My favorite story ever. It should be a movie.
We did photos at the church where they attended together that had been dedicated to Matt’s grandma (you’ll see the gold plaque near the pretty red doors) and at the mini golf course, where they spent so much time as kids. It was magical.
It’s a joy to share these photos. I had the best time! <3
Just love love love !!!!!
Beautiful Love story ❤️