What a magical day it was. Getting my hair and makeup done, watching my flowers be put together, having my best friends and closest people/family around me while I was made into a princess. My dress was champagne and had sheer sleeves. A corset top that laced up the back with a ballroom gown bottom. It was heavy on my body but I sure felt beautiful so the weight didn’t bother me.
This was my second marriage. His too. However, we just clicked and we knew right away our souls were meant to become one. I was walking on soft, cushy clouds, my stomach had butterflies, and I had never felt that things were so right. This man swept me off my feet and stole my heart. He took my breath away and made me feel ways I had never before. It was like the first kiss all over again and again and again.
This was the day I had dreamt about since I was a tiny little girl. The one where my prince charming would ride up on his horse, sweep me off my feet and become my Hero. Where I could wear my princess dress, have my wedding party and my prince and commit my life to another person and become a Mrs. Prince…. Mrs. Prince Tony. That is who I was becoming. I couldn’t wait!
As I sat there with Karen dolling me up, I thought back on all the things we had experienced together in the last 15 months. BBQ’d pizza, yellow tshirts, camping, darts, being sang to, walks on the beach, baseball games, trip to Juneau together, sharing my deepest thoughts and that first kiss that melt my heart. Our song is “I Can Be Your Hero, by Enrique Iglesias.” I could’t wait to dance with my Prince after saying our vows.