When the vow breaks.

A few years ago, Michael and I went to a beautiful, seaside wedding off the coast of Maine.  Our friends had chosen the most spectacular setting on a bay overlooking islands, ferry boats, and late night fireworks.

During the ceremony, as Michael and I listened to the vows the bride and groom had written for each other, I was transported back in time to our own outdoor wedding many years earlier.

I smiled to myself as I recalled the day.

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