Ah, Marty Leonard Chapel. The rain clouds went away and we had the lovely soft sunshine envelope us at the chapel that evening. And the angels sang and all of that jazz. No, really, it ended up being a beautiful evening.
We watched as Mark paced near the windows, he was extremely excited and nervous about all of the people arriving. And since we had just met him that day we nodded our “you’re going to do great!” nods from across the room. And he did.
Sweet Mark teared up as Taylor and her mother walked down the aisle. Shhh, don’t tell 🙂
