4 years ago we were married on the beach, barefoot, dressed in linen, with our hair blowing in the ocean breeze.
We said our vows surrounded by tiki torches.
Our wedding march was played on steel drums.
We served our guests brunch.
We danced to songs played by a band called Big Pineapple.
Our song is Little Surfer Girl.
Tonight we celebrated our 4th year in island style.
We toasted to surviving our first year of marriage, learning to love each other's families, moving to Florida, buying our first house, fixing up our first house, and trying to start our own family.
I do not think I could love this man more.
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