We were in one of the rooms under the spire. It had stain glass windows and a huge chandelier hanging over the alter. It was an overcast day. We kneeled at the alter and looked at each other. I could see my reflection in his eyes. I could see the life that we wanted to have. I could see our future as I gazed at him. The ceremony was performed and it was perfect. It was exactly what I had wanted when we first married. Then our daughter was brought into the room. She looked beautiful. I had put her in a beautiful white dress to match mommy. When she was laid upon the alter to be sealed to us, she looked at us and smiled. All of a sudden the sun shone through the stain glass windows, hit the chandelier and lit up the room instantly.
She didn't cry, she was perfect. At the end of the ceremony we greeted our guests as they left the room. I remember being happy and beaming at the commitment we had made and knew that we would fulfill it. I remember thinking that all the arguments were behind us now, that it would be smooth sailing from now on. I loved him and had expressed it as we were sealed as a family. And that should be enough.

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