Marriage Monday - Waiting


It started as I kindly asked everyone to leave the room so that I could put on my wedding dress. It was the only time all day that I spent alone. It was quiet in there. I had a moment to just be like, "Okay... this is real." I was cold, clammy, and sweating all at the same time. My dad, my brother, my aunt... we had our little moments together. And then it was time to get into the elevator. That's when it really hit me.


And then I was in this little room with my dad and my aunt and the photographer--really, it was a big closet--waiting... waiting for what felt like 23 minutes, which in reality I'm sure it was more like 5 minutes. I was breathing heavily, I was shaking, my feet would not keep still. I look very happy and calm in that photo, but I was in agony. I just wanted to get the show on the road!

I remember hearing the Feather Theme from Forrest Gump. I knew that the grandmas and Philip's parents were walking in... my vision for the day was coming true. I asked my aunt to open the door a little wider so that I could hear the song better. I just love that song. I knew that everyone was out there. The anticipation was horrible!

And then it was time to leave the little room and get into place...


My eyes are open so wide here. My look of sheer terror.


And before the doors opened for me, I looked at my dad and said, "My arms are numb." Nothing real philosophical happening for me in that moment. And then it was really time.

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