Five years ago I married my best friend.

Now you will feel no rain
For each of you will be shelter to the other.
Now each of you will feel no cold
For each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there is no loneliness for you
For each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two persons
But there is one life before you.
Go now to your dwelling place to enter into the days of your togetherness
And may your days be good and long upon the earth.
~Apache Wedding Blessing

Five years ago, I married my best friend.








 Waiting...
 The boys.
The girls 


Dov's mother Constance and my brother Steven. 
My brother Steven and my mother. 

Andrea looks like she is rethinking her shoe choice.



 The exchange.


 You may now kiss the bride.



My cake.  I LOVED my cake.
Bridgett giving that dress a run for it's money. 
First introduction as Mr and Mrs Jaffe.  I guess I liked the sound of it.
First dance.  Coming home to you by John Micheal Montgomery.
The ugly cry.  Held it together all the way to here.
 Dad and I.
Awwww.  Dov and his Mom.

Maid of honor Amy reading her toast.  Dov's coworkers loved hearing about his dog collar and trench coat days.
 Best man Otom doing his toast.
I believe it was about here that the man in the blue shirt ripped the train out of my dress. :-(
Gotta do something with all that dress.
Jay breaking it down for the crowd.
Everybody loves a Marine.
Groomsman Jeff getting down on the dance floor with my flower girl.
My beautiful mother...and father.
It isn't a Hanna wedding till you all dance to "We are family".
Well hello there.
Love you too. <3

The last dance of the evening.

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  1. AnonymousOctober 4, 2011 at 12:49 PM

    Happy Anniversary you guys!

    Thanks for sharing your wedding photos, they are nothing short of stunning.

    ReplyDelete

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