After a year together, we were on the way to Omaha from our home in Florida to see Jeff’s grandmother for her 90th birthday. We had decided we would sneak across to Iowa and get married while we were there. It was supposed to be quiet and simple, but with friends invited and cakes ordered, it became something we hadn’t expected, and we loved every moment. My best friend since high school flew in from Dallas so her infant son could give me the ring that I would slip on my husband’s finger. It was an amazing day and the gathering afterwards included a bleeding armadillo cake (Midwestern people were sort of weirded out by this).
I couldn’t have asked for anything more perfect.
- Addison
