So, this is what a happy bride looks like. One that still has a lot of plans in her head but is ready to face them all...Be aware world, I am coming. And now I am in two!
And with me are my powerfull wedding-boots. A present from my caring mom that would not have her daughter running around in the park in the middle of march (which is NOT spring yet, although the flowers thought so) in open sandals.
Next step: cutting our way through a bed-linen in heart-shape. What you can't see in the photo: we were handcuffed. But that did no harm, as I simply pulled Ricardos left hand as far as I needed my right hand to cut...Teamwork, I'd say.
And then, as we were not home yet AND our home in Flensburg was a little bit to far away to have everybody looking how Ricardo carries me through the door, he carried me through the heart. Under a rose-leave-rain (well, and some real rain from heaven... but they told me that this meant blessings to the marriage from very high above, so I'll just leave it at that).
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