i can't wait to tell my children about this day.
everytime i picture michelle's heart as she stands by her husband, my eyes well up.
what a beautiful, beautiful year.
if dreams were lightning & thunder was desire, this old house would have burnt down a long time ago.
i can't wait to tell my children about this day.
everytime i picture michelle's heart as she stands by her husband, my eyes well up.
what a beautiful, beautiful year.
