Well, my dear diary, what a day it has been!!!
I' m a old married woman of almost ten hours! I can't believe it!
My wedding was all I'd hoped for and then some.
Ted and I walked down the entrance with our two children as we met our best friends at the altar. Ohh, how happy we are!

I had always been afraid that I'd never find another man to call my husband.
Once bitten, twice shy!
You, alone, know how I tried to find Mr Right.
Oh, those memories!
And how Ted could even look for someone to be the third Mrs. T!
But he is such a nice guy, romantic and sweet!

But now, as I look at the photos given to us to look over on our honeymoon,
I'm a little disturbed, I can ask only you, dear diary, as I stare at this picture of Ted's mother sitting alone at her table,,,
what is she thinking?