It's hard to believe!
Seems like just yesterday I stood before the minister, shocked at how beautiful she was in her wedding dress.
I did all right during the rehearsal, but when the real thing happened, I forgot most of what I was supposed to do. My knees went weak, and my tongue was too thick to get the words around. Somehow though, I survived the ceremony, and now 36 years later, being single is but a vague and mostly unpleasant memory.
My worst complaint is: Why is it I look that much older, while she still looks 22 to me?
Mariner
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