For all of the thrills and the wonder this trip has brought me so far - the bluest skies draped over dry, dusty plains and fierce unforgiving mountains - nothing compares to the look on Michael's face as they opened the doors at the back of the church to begin the bridal processional. A melting of hope and awe and blissful happiness. That one instant was worth all of the sunsets and sunrises, deserving a true poet to paint its beauty and perfection.
biggest kiss...
...kristen