My little fairy got married

Well, yeah…she said, as in of course I want to marry him, that’s why I’m here. Everybody laughed. She was so beautiful and he was so handsome.

I remember, we were on a plane from Trondheim to Oslo a few years ago and I said I can tell, you belong together. We giggled like teenage girls. I had never met him before. They had not even started dating.

He fell in love with her the night she sat drunk by the window, smoking and singing a song from Bergen on the phone. He lived in London at the time.

She described me as an artistic soul who has a big heart and a great interest in photography, fashion and literature on the introduction of their guest. I do have a big heart, I have a big heart for her, as she is among a few people who have left remarkable traces in my life. And my personality. The thing is, she is a type of person everyone has a great story to tell about. Everything she does, she does straight from her soul; she tells you nothing but the truth and cries with you when the truth is hurtful and then, like a fairy, she mends your heart when it is broken into thousand pieces.

This must be true happiness! she yelled and laughed right after the ceremony. And yet again, everybody laughed. She spreads happiness wherever she goes and deserves all the happiness in the world.