(She of the Ballroom)

I knew exactly what I wanted: an afternoon wedding by the waterfall. It was the place where, almost three years earlier, I had decided that this would be my husband, no matter what. That morning I woke up before my alarm went off. It was cloudy and miserable outside, so I got back into bed with the resolve to stay there until the weather cleared.

Luckily, everything was perfect: the weather, the dress, the bridesmaids, the flowers, the eagles, the music and the speeches. All this was nothing compared with the knowledge that he and I were now one.

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