And as always, with big important events such as this, one feels the pressure to find the right words, and the right tone and all that jazz in order to convey the importance and significance of the occasion. However....I fear that this will probably all get lost at some point and instead you'l just end up with me rambling on as always (I just thought i'd give you the heads up!).
So....the wedding day, the 14th September 2010, but in truth, the story began a full 12 months to the day before that. 14/09/09 - tyler, Texas - this was where sharon and I first met, at an 8 week training course for mercy ship long term crew members. Those 8 weeks or so, unknown to us at the time (though a few of the girls would say that they already knew) began a journey that would change both of our lives forever and eventually draw us into marriage.
I wont bore you with all of the details of some of things that we were able to be part of in those 8 weeks, or for that matter the 12 months that followed; if you are interested though, scroll down and read some more blog entries - that will give you a good idea.
So, back to the wedding day. From the U.K. and the USA, via 8 countries, 10 flights and more miles than the circumference of the globe in 12 months, we find our selves in Durban South Africa. The ship is docked here for some generator work for a number of months and most of the crew got relocated to an old training college about an hour away from down town durban, in an area called the 'Valley of 1000 hills' (the clue really is in the name!).
And it was here, with many of our friends and family from the ship, as well as a few from home, that sharon and I got married.
There really are so many things that I could say, but I think that I will save them for another blog or 2. For now...the photo's will have to tell the story of our day.
