Christene and Tim

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I think it's because my own wedding was only a month ago, but I got a little misty-eyed during Christene and Tim's ceremony (There was also mild tear activity during Christene's dad's toast. But, those were the only times. Honest.) There was just something beautiful about the mutual respect and love coming from their eight parents, Christene and Tim's appreciation for the present, and the obvious and outward love they have for one another.