My wedding was perfect. I have no gaffs or mishaps to tell of. I planned it for over a year down to the smallest detail and everything went perfectly. No regrets! From the location in Charleston, to the chapel to the music the limo everything.
I wore my mother's wedding dress, which was also worn by my grandmother. I had pictures of all three of us in the gown at the reception.
I got married at 10:00am on a Saturday. The last thing I wanted to do was to wake up and then WAIT to get married.
I remember waking up at the hotel, with my best friend. Having coffee and croissants in our room. I remember the hair dressers showing up.
I remember my father coming in to get me. I remember asking him if it was hard to see me in Mom's dress... he said.. no - it felt nice to see it on me.
I don't remember the limo ride, but I remember getting out and seeing my cousin Scott outside the front door with programs in his hand.
I remember the moment before my dad and I walked into the sanctuary. I can still hear the harpist playing.
I remember how humbled and loved I felt when everyone stood up and turned to face my dad and I as we walked down the aisle.
I remember the ceremony being very short... about 11 minutes.
I remember crying and smiling silently while Mason read his vows. I remember my nose was dripping onto our hands.
I remember the feeling of the kiss and then the walk back up the isle. Pure Joy!
I remember the awkwardness of the professionally posed photos
I remember the reception, the first dance, dancing with my dad, the cake, Mason dancing with his mom and all the champagne.
I remember changing out of my dress and heading down through the lobby down the long staircase out side the hotel, being showered in rose petals - jumping into Mason's truck.
I remember falling asleep on Mason's lap as he drove to the airport in Jacksonville FL.