ABSTRACT
My marriage ceremony was chaotic and completely different than I imagined it would be. Unfortunately, we rehearsed at 8 o’clock the morning of the wedding. I had imagined that everyone would know what to do, but they didn’t. That made me nervous. My sister didn’t help me get dressed or flatter me and no one in the dressing room helped until I asked. I was depressed. I wanted to be so happy on our wedding day . . . This is supposed to be the happiest day of one’s life. I couldn’t believe that some of my best friends couldn’t make it to my wedding. So as I started out to the church thinking about all these things, that I always thought would not happen at my wedding, going through my mind, I broke down and cried. But I thought to myself, ‘Be happy for the friends, the relatives, the presents’. Finally, I said to myself, ‘Hey, other people aren’t getting married, you are’. From down the long aisle I saw my husband. We looked at each other’s
eyes. His love for me changed my whole being from that point on. When we joined arms, I was relieved. The tension was gone. From then on, it was beautiful. It was indescribable.2
