As I turned towards the right side of my bed, I glance up at my nightstand and towards my alarm clock. It is 4:00 in the morning; I have been in bed since 10:00 at night. It's difficult to fall asleep, my nerves are feeling extremely horrible right now and my gut feels as if they are twisting and turning. I am anxious, because in a couple of hours, I will be married.
I feel dazed; I'm in the middle of waking up and half asleep at the same time. The laughter, conversations and voices that seem above the normal pitch fill my ears. I finally open my eyes, my sisters, cousins, nieces, and my best friend are scattered around my hotel room. "Wake up, sleeping beauty." My sister says to me. I find the energy to pull myself up from a laying position into a sitting position. I'm exhausted from the night before. "Can I get a cup of coffee please?" I asked anyone that was listening. As I put the coffee cup towards my mouth to take a sip, I am instantly awakened by the aroma. I've come back to reality and finally comprehend that today is my wedding day. I start moving around the room, just as I have seen my friends and family doing. The excitement, laughter and elation surround me. I start preparing myself with the help of my female entourage. My hair is exceptional, my makeup is fantastic and my dress, contouring my body, yet elegant and perfect. I look stunning.
My female wedding entourage and I arrive at the church. It is enormous, with brown stone walls, colorful glass windows with the images of saints that circle around the entire church. The pews are decorated with my wedding color theme which is Tiffany blue, silver and white. Bows and flowers hang from each section of the church. Guests have started to arrive. I turn and look at my u...
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...e is enjoying themselves. As the reception comes to an end. the DJ announces that my husband and I will be leaving shortly to our hotel room for the night, as we will be departing for our honey moon the following morning. So, one by one the guests start approaching us, saying their goodbyes, wishing us luck and safe travels. Once, my husband and I leave the reception party, we head to our room. We are both exhausted, but elated and overjoyed.
As I lay here in bed, the feeling of bliss and happiness surround me. My wedding day was perfect, my guests were satisfied and my entourages were ecstatic. I am finally married to my best friend. The person that understands me and who has stood by me through all the ups and downs. I can't wait to see what the future has in store for us. For now, I will sleep as I have a big day ahead of me tomorrow as well. Europe here we come.
Well, it's been a few weeks since I came ashore on this new land, but I think I'm getting used to the people and their customs. I have a house that's very comfortable and cozy. It's small, but just the right size for Roger and I. The church here is very nice. The minister is young and full of life, and kind of cute too. They welcomed me in with open arms, and I've been invited to attend every Sunday. They all make me feel so at home, I was immediately attached to the people here. I have sewn a new dress for myself for special occasions only. I've worn it to church once and got dozens of compliments on it. I've even got some offers from some of the 'better off' folk, to make dresses for them, but I declined. I'm fine just enjoying life right now. Everything is perfect, except Roger isn't here. It's funny; I don't miss him that much anymore. I keep wondering when he'll a...
We rode the camel and were just miserable from the desert heat, but we finally arrived at the wedding. The oasis was beautiful and in my mind I was thinking of a tent in the middle of the desert with hot, clustered bodies moving around. Upon entering the oasis, I was greeted by a man who helped setup the wedding for Fatima and I, he was nice. We talked and he led me into a tent which looked quite nice with cactus flowers that smelled like lavender on the outside near the entrance. Family members and friends were there which made me feel so delighted, I think this wedding was the right move.
Hey, my bride! Why are you not responding? Take small amounts of rest now and get a week’s worth of sleep. I bet Count Paris won’t let you rest much tomorrow night. God forgive me, marry me and amen.
It started off with the waltz as the banda began to play a steady beat that my dad and I danced to while everyone gazed. During this precise moment, I studied my father’s eyes and noticed a sparkle I had never before seen in his usually cold stare. It was such a heartwarming sensation I have not felt since then, and I could totally understand why many girls get emotional while sharing this moment with their paternal figures. But we had to move on, and after my dad it was my godfather’s turn to dance with me, followed by uncles, aunts, cousins and friends. I got to spend a few minutes with the people I care so much about, and they all took this time to demonstrate their unconditional love and support. After roughly two hours, the waltz came to an end, but the fun was just about to begin for us and our guests when the DJ began playing some norteñas to commence the night. As soon as “Los Tigres Del Norte” emerged from the gigantic speakers, everyone left their seats and rushed to the dance floor, showing off their best moves. People danced like there was no tomorrow, from norteñas and huapangos to cumbias and pasito satevo. And what better way to bring this stunning night to an end than by doing our favorite line dances! We could definitely not leave “El Payaso del Rodeo”out of this one! We all enjoyed this night to the fullest, and without a doubt this was going to be one to
The wedding is all set! The music was ready; the food was ready; the groom was ready. The wedding is set for Thursday. It was all well planned. The only thing that was left was the bride.
As you walk apprehensively onto the stage, the large audience howls those infamous expressions. You nervously seat yourself beside your fiancée not knowing what to expect; you are nervous and overcome with anxiety. Finally, Jerry, in his scratchy, high-pitched voice, utters those predictable words, "So, don't you have something to tell your boyfriend?" She turns to you, holding your hand in the most gentle and loving manner, gazes into your eyes and says, "Remember about four months ago when I disappeared that night at your parent's house? Well, that night your sister and I went to your old room and had a long talk. Since, you haven't paid me enough attention lately I have been sleeping with her ever since."
Before I ask you to join me in a toast to the bride and groom. I'd like to bore you with a few words. I will try to keep them short. as I know that the other speakers are really looking forward to standing here before you and making their speeches!
Think back to last night, right before the depths of sleep rolled across your mind, and try to reimagine the feeling you felt as your soul embraced the safety of sleep. Even now, sitting...
As the sun was setting Sally and Juan got closer to each other, he turned to her and said: "Sally I know what we have is real and we love each other a lot, with that being said would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?" Without any hesitation, Sally say’s "YES." At that moment Sally knew everything was going to be ok. They enjoyed the sun setting and continued with their celebration. From that time one, it was as if nothing could stop them and their happiness to be with each other. However, Sally’s stomach was churning, hands shaking by which means she would tell her
I enter an exquisite room welcomed by a benevolent host. I glance around and see dining tables strategically set as if the queen were to be expected. White flowers with silver sparkles adorn the tables to add a final touch. The lights are dimmed low and classical music plays in the background to create a placid atmosphere. A savory aroma fills the room making me crave the chef’s fine platter. The host leads my party to a table and offers us drinks. As we wait for dinner to begin, murmurs fill the room with general conversation.
Right now, a buzz is going through the hall in which all the seniors are waiting and they look like bees swarming in the hall. It’s becoming hot and we’re all getting impatient. Amber is more composed and enjoying the good times in the present. She is standing there happy but sad to be dispersing from the rest of her classmates. Ann, the smartest one is having a little fun but not really. Her feelings are that of a person who realizes she’s going to miss what she had, but wanting to get the ceremony over with because it’s taking too long. Standing in that room we are together and enjoying one last real time capturing a picture with each other. Amber’s mom is so proud of her daughter that she keeps talking and smiling and trying to part of every MOMent. Amber is thinking to herself that she wishes her mom weren’t there but she’s ‘happy inside because someone is cooing over’ her. As Ann is standing beside Amber she keeps getting these expressions that say, she likes being with her friends but, ‘what is taking so long? Can’t we get out of these dang robes, yet?’
It is a sunny morning. I am home with my stepfather and brothers. The clouds seem perfectly shaped as they swivel in the sky. The birds whistle a tune no morning has heard and the trees dance as the breeze whips. I am stuck indoors, and I am missing what seems to be the perfect day. My brother is leaving to head to basketball camp. My other brother is heading to work. Today was going to be a day with just my stepdad and me. He prepares breakfast for me, and the smell captivates my senses. I stop staring out the window and head to the bathroom and then to the table to eat. This is the perfect day.
Ladies and gentlemen, thanks Gary for those kind words. It has been a pleasure for all us attendants to play a small part in your big day. Before I say a word or two about the groom, what about that dress Jeanie is wearing? It has attracted so much favorable comment from the guests here that I have to give it a special mention. You look stunning Jeanie!
I slept very happily all morning. I guess we were up a little later than I thought. I think my mind is still reeling from last night. I don’t know what I’m going to do with my self since Monday Night football is off, and Buffalo is out of the playoffs.
I finally had to eat something light before my stomach ate itself, although I don’t know that I was fully hungry, or if I was just nervous, either way I ate a chopped up apple and yogurt with granola being very careful to not ruin my makeup. After eating a light breakfast the moment I had dreamed of as a child came, putting on my wedding dress. I had been waiting for that moment for such a long time, theres something magical about trying on your wedding dress the day of the wedding, it makes everything feel complete and whole. When I looked in the mirror looking back at me was a beautiful young woman that was full of excitement and happiness that made me get emotional, I had to force back tears for I didn’t want to look like a clown with makeup running down my face. By that time my aunts and uncles showed up to celebrate with the bride and make a toast. The pink champagne was so satisfying when it went down my throat, it felt cool and light that I could’ve easily had another glass, but I wanted to pace myself I still had a long day ahead of me. The photographers wanted to do pre ceremony pictures outdoors which was awful due