So it seems only fitting that we would get married on a fall weekend in the mountains as well.
10 years, in pictures.
Almost 10 years ago I met Jeff at his mother’s house on Cedar Mountain on Thanksgiving weekend. I attended as a guest of Colleen’s (his sister, my college roommate) and I had no idea I’d be meeting my future husband. Five years ago today we made it official in a ceremony on the same mountain we met.
I’ve always joked that we were lucky we met in such a beautiful place; otherwise we’d have to have our wedding at a bar or a Starbucks or something …
Then and now
Here’s a picture from the weekend we met:
And one from our wedding day:
Ok, one more from our wedding day (why not?)
And two from this year:
Has it really been 10 years? Where did the time go?