Ten years ago Stacy came home on his lunchbreak to marry me. He threw on his nicest outfit complete with tie and we headed out the door. I was 7 months pregnant. We walked to the church around the corner and said our vows. Then we walked back home and he went back to work. Now ten years later Stacy surprised me with a trip to Paris. He asked for help and we received donations right away. We were given enough money for plane tickets, a hotel stay, and lots of spending money. Praise God! Our hotel was an adorable little place with a view of the Eiffel Tower. I am still choked up about it. When he told me we were going, I had to turn around and hide my tears. I've always wanted to go to Paris. I took French in high school. And then there we were for five days eating up the sights.
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