The song plays. The doors open. I hold on tightly to my father. The smell of the roses in my hands flows about my face.
Hair piled and twisted, dress long and soft. I feel beautiful. I take a deep
breath, and prepare to look up at you.
I see your eyes first, filled with tears.
The waterproof eyeliner is a blessing as my own tears surge forward. Scared and happy because I know that I am going toward the happiest time in my life. Starting the promise of everlasting love. With you. Slowly getting to the words that will begin a lifetime. Waiting for the I do.
