Here I am in London enduring the worst snow and cold England has had in years.
I'm wearing socks, drinking hot water and wearing double layers because my room's heater just isn't warm enough.
I woke up at 3am this morning and spent the last 6 hours typing out my wedding booklet.
I was researching for wedding poetry, when I discovered Robert Sexton, an American artist and poet.
Halfway while reading through his poetry and admiring his artwork, I just started crying.
His words and his art are so beautiful.
He put in words everything I was looking to say.
"There is no moment of my lifewhen you are not a part of me;you hold my heart; you guard my soul;you guide my dreams so tenderlyAnd if my will might be done,and all I long for could come true,with perfect joy I would chooseto share eternity with you."I'm still crying.
Damn you Robert Sexton.
*sniff*