|We met at a café in Paris the summer of '89. |
I was nineteen. He was twenty-six.
|After a 24-hour whirlwind romance, |
I left him standing on a train platform at
Gare de Lyon on July 24th, 1989.
He wrote me seven love letters in an attempt to
keep the spark between us lit.
But I never wrote him back...until twenty years later.
|We rekindled our unfinished romance in August of 2009...|
|..and discovered there was only one path for us.|
We married in a civil ceremony in France
on May 7th, 2010.
|But why marry the love of your life once... |
when you can marry him twice?
On July 24th, 2010 we tied the knot again,
celebrating our union with our
family and friends at my parent's home in California.
|Jean-Luc is-- and will always be -- my prince charmant |
(even when he teases me).
|And I'm his American princess-- most of the time.|