lucky thirteen

The week that you wander around Sydney noticing the jacarandas in bloom, is the week I got married. Thirteen years ago today, Soy and I stood amongst the jacarandas in the Botanical Gardens and got hitched. Although there have been many happy days since then, nothing has even equalled the ridiculous joy of that day. I know that, as a parent, I'm supposed to say that the day my children were born was the happiest of my life, but let's face it: on my wedding day I was slim and beautiful, surrounded by friends and family, drunk on champagne and love and dancing around eating chocolate cake. The day the kids were born involved a lot less laughing and a lot more stitches. Fortunately all of those days involved gathering together the three people I love most in the world, today I celebrate hooking up with the big one. Love you, Soy.