And then his university supervisor got offered a promotion at a different university and offered him a space to continue the research he’d started at Cambridge. Everyone always thought he’d do a PhD anyway, so this didn’t come as a surprise to our families or friends, but it was a hard decision for us, as it meant me leaving a job with excellent prospects and moving across the country for him. 5 months later, he proposed and we started planning our wedding for the following summer. About 6 months after that my new job wasn’t going well and I hadn’t really settled into our new area. Then it hit me: my career might never pick up, whereas his was going from strength to strength – had I signed myself to being a Doctor’s Wife, and nothing more?
|All these luscious images are from Esme and Tom's pre-wedding shoot with MartMari Photography|