Joanna
The little girl that was squirming in my arms was squealing for joy. Her blonde curls and her cheeks that remind me so much of her dad were almost too hard to resist. She was going to be breaking hearts when she got older. “Lilly stop” I heard Axel whisper at our little girl while she tugged on his beard squealing for joy. I let my eyes linger on my husband who looked absolutely delicious in his tuxedo. My daughter's giggles seemed to spur on the little one in my arms who answered her war cry. “Marley, hush” I cooed while stroking her back. Her dad met my gaze and the love shining in his eyes for this baby girl warmed my heart.
He looked handsome himself in his own tuxedo. So grown up and so mature. The woman he stood across from was just as radiant and just as kind. The white dr
