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October 13 | 3:42
Confessions of a (very) happy bride
This is my first post since I got married to the man of my dreams last September 25, 2010 and the photos paint a thousand words about how I felt that day - I was really a happy bride (unusually happy as my mom would have put it). Allow me to put into words how I really felt that very special day…
The moment I woke up, everyone (the suppliers, my family) was asking me whether I felt nervous or excited, but I felt neither. I was so calm that my maid-of-honor and bridesmaids got a bit worried. I felt so happy inside that I was so calm on the outside. Some thought it was a bit weird that I wasn’t as giddy as brides are expected to be, but I didn’t have to be that kind of bride, I knew I was happy, sublimely even.
The moment the door opened and I saw the man I was about to marry, my heart overflowed with so much love and I felt a tear roll down my cheek, but that was it, I was smiling, giggling and laughing all throughout the ceremony.
Though others expected I would be overwhelmed with emotion, I was surprised that I didn’t cry the day I got married and now I know why, that day, everything felt right, it felt so natural as I was walking down the aisle toward the love of my life, as I took his hand and vowed my forever to be with him and I was as happy as a bride could ever be - the pictures don’t lie. =)