An Album of Memories
Night after night, I began crafting our wedding album. Each photograph told a story—of laughter, tears, and unyielding love. However, with each page turned, the absence of my parents became more palpable. It was a book of contrasts—bursting with joy, yet carrying the weight of their absence. But as Jacob and I revisited the moments, we were reminded that love could heal, and our bond was proof of that. Many pieces making one beautiful memory of love and experiences that would live with us forever.