A SPECIAL GIFT FROM ABOVE
As I walked down the aisle towards my fiancé Jesse, then 33, he turned to face me and beamed. ‘You look beautiful,’ he smiled, taking my hand in his. It was summer 2014 and, after six years together, Jesse and I were finally getting married. We’d been through a lot over the years, but now, as we exchanged vows in front of our closest friends and family, all our worries seemed to disappear. In that moment, it was just Jesse and me.
When I’d first met Jesse in 2008, I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar and he was a customer. With his blond locks and stellar smile, I fancied him instantly.
