It feels like it's been non stop all day, from getting my hair done to helping get Mari ready even. Now that I'm sitting in the church, waiting nervously for the sounds that will signal me to begin my walk down the aisle. My stomach is flip-flopping and in knots.
I take a sip of the bottle of water when I hear the music starting. The ceremony will soon begin. My father is waiting outside of the door to walk me down the aisle.
I check my hair and everything else in the full-length mirror and head towards the door to meet my father.
When I walk out, the photographer snaps a few pictures and takes some of me with my father before preparing to walk. As the Wedding March started, my father said, "Are you ready?" tears glistened in his eyes.
"Oh, dad, don't cry," I smiled at him and kis
