Real Wedding

It was one of those dates where we went from one bar to the second, and planned our second date while still on the first.

We both felt there wasn’t much we couldn’t tackle together, and we made a darn great team.

I was just looking at her, and the sun was shining in a certain way, and I remember I was feeling what I was feeling, and I realised, oh, that must be it.

The chopper stopped with a view and we got out, Matt got down on one knee and proposed here, he was shaking with nerves but his words were so special and it truly was the best moment ever.

Somehow, we ended up getting along great, and a few months later, he invited me to dinner… it was our first date.

Then, finally, we actually went out for a coffee, which turned into many beach trips, and then it just kind of fell into place.

Seeing her challenge her own perspectives and mine helped me see she was somebody I could move through different stages of life with.

I was completely oblivious to the entire planning scheme and was so shocked that I couldn’t stop cursing and shaking throughout the proposal.

I knew straight away. I felt so comfortable with her, and when we got together in Martinborough, I just thought, “I’m going to marry this girl, and it’s the only thing I want to do in my life”.

It was nearly on sunset and we had the whole river to ourselves, as we were walking along Jackson dropped to one knee, it was such a perfect moment and I was completely shocked.

I was genuinely excited to see him every single day, got butterflies in my stomach from a text or call from him, and found myself more relaxed and happier doing the most mundane tasks.

We clicked instantly, we have similar interests, mutual respect for each other’s thoughts and it always felt we were meant for each other.