...more important than dirty dishes.
...more important than my schedule.
...more important than the tone of voice he just used.
...more important than new shoes, new jeans or a nice hair cut.
...more important than what others say our marriage should look like.
Because four weeks before before we became a "WE" this happened:
And it's only by the grace of God that things didn't turn out different. We might not have gotten to do this:
or this:
or this:
or this
or this:
or this:
or this:
or (even though it's not really important) this:
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I must say that getting that phone call from your sister was one of the scariest moments I've had. Especially the sound in her voice and the pause between Matt and Jaclyn have been in an accident and the part where I found out you were still alive. Seeing those vehicle pictures reminds me of a flying sewing machine, getting blood stains out of my bridesmaids dress, and wondering if bruises would be healed in time for pictures in your beautiful strapless dress. Those pictures also remind me just how thankful I am for God's protection in this situation. I'm so blessed to call you my best friend and so thankful I still can on this side of heaven.
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