Exit- Daddy’s Girl, Enter- A Wife

Here Comes the Bride

This picture was taken on my wedding day, Saturday 18 March, 2006.  This is our house.  As I wasn’t in my homeland to get married, I stayed at what was my fiancés house, where we’d been living together for 9 months.  He stayed at the hotel where we had our reception.  The house was full of friends and family on the day but in the end, it was just Dad and me to leave and lock the door.

Miss on her way to becoming Mrs

My dad struggled to get the door to lock…was this nerves or not wanting this day to come?!  It also happened to be about 5 degrees C that day.  It was FREEZING and I wasn’t exactly dressed for the weather.  Did I notice?  Did I heck!

A gust of wind adds to the ambiance

I love the way the wind takes my veil and gives it a good swirl!  I’m also trying to show off my pretty shoes obviously!

We're on our way now!

I’m all ready now!  No more Wee Me…Daddy’s Girl.  On my way to becoming a Mrs…a Wife!

This post was written in support of the lovely Tara Cain’s Gallery at Sticky Fingers.  Her theme for this week is “Outside my Front Door”.  I struggled a bit with this one as there’s not a lot of interesting things going on outside my front door.  We live in a small village but we’re surrounded by houses and tarmac and footpaths.  This is still our house; our front door.

Then I remembered these photos taken on my wedding day by my great and good friend Lynsey, photographer extraordinaire whom we imported from the US for the occasion.  I think she did an amazing job capturing a precious moment!  Thanks Lyns…you’re famous now!  You can thank me for it later…