We’d love to hear your special kissy moment, perhaps one that’s a powerful memory, a joyous union, one that  brings tears of joy or one that reminds you of a time gone by, consider taking a moment to jot down your kiss memory at my friend Pat Martin’s kissing booth this week. 

More power to Pat for this wonderful distraction this valentine’s day week.

A few posts ago I wrote about my absolute worst kiss.  I thought today I’d share my favorite. Since this relationship ended this past summer it be stills my heart that I can treasure this kiss for what it was then. It tugs at me in all directions as I am not quite over the loss of this man in my life.

Heres to the my very best kiss and tell:

It was my wedding day, my second wedding. I was marrying the man of my dreams.  The ceremony was non-traditional, outside on an amazing slightly breezy blue sky fluffy white cloud summer day. It was the kind of day that dreams were made of.  We were on a heavily wooded property poised perfectly between four magnificent oak trees. We were surrounded by a large half circle of friends and family – people we loved tremendously. My dress was sexy, made from a burgundy/ black cut velvet – I felt and looked like a million. My groom typically dressed casually, so in his tux he looked positively regal. How fun it was to dress up on this very special occasion.  I was completely floating on happiness. This was our day.

The minister was a friend of the groom and we had no idea what he was going to say. At one point he was comparing us to adam and eve – it was really funny what he was saying and everyone was laughing. I began to loose focus from his words as I stared into the eyes of my beloved. I wanted a kiss! Perhaps my groom sensed this, perhaps he too wanted to kiss. He leaned in, pulled me closer, lips parted, our noses began playfully touching. I had no awareness of anyone or anything at this point,  but him.  I smiled, he pulled me in even closer and he started to tremble – the sweetest head to toe wanting to kiss me tremble.  I remember a gentle breeze across my neck, and the warmth of the sun filtering through the trees. I was all goosebumpy. The ceremony was obviously lost to this chemistry between us, the minister teasingly elongated the phrase “you may kiss the bride”

I was completely lost.

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