“Oh, maybe we should give you time
to get done?” Dad said as they entered the room and noticed I was getting
prepared.
“It’s okay. It’s rather too early
for me to get all pampered up!” I replied.
“Alright, we will stay for a few
minutes.” My brother added. “Sorry we showed up late.”
“No need to apologize, I’m glad
you were able to come. I missed you.”
“I missed you too. By the way,
congratulations! I’m so happy that my little girl is getting married.”
“Thanks dad.” I replied and hugged
them both.
After they left, my cousin started
to work her magic on me. My hair was the first one to be done and she styled it
in a bun at the back of my head. She then applied my makeup after which I wore
my gown. The veil was then fixed at the bun with the help of hair pins. I took
time to check myself in the mirror after Ann helped me put the jewelry on. I
couldn’t believe it! I looked good! The gown framed my body well. The veil reached
my waistline and beautifully draped over my ivory gown. My makeup was well done
and I looked flawless. I added a little bit of pink lip-gloss and I was ready
to go.
“Catherine, are you ready?” I
heard my mom shout outside the room.”
“Yes mom, you can come in.”
“Oh my God!” my mum exclaimed “You
look marvelous baby.”
“Thanks mom.” I replied hugging
her.
“Baby, you look beautiful.” She said.
“And stop crying, you are going to ruin your makeup.”
I tried holding my tears back but
emotions were high so I let them flow.
“You have made me proud Catherine.”
Mum said. “Now wipe the tears away and go meet your husband to be.”
At exactly two o’clock in the
afternoon, I walked down from my room accompanied by my parents to the grounds.
My mom was in a peach dress and my dad wore a black suit. My two lovely maids
were in their coral dresses. I smiled and nodded to them to start walking up
the made up aisle which was adorned with white flower petals. I could see my relatives
on one side cheering and taking pictures of me. Fred’s family was on the other
side and they kept on glancing at me. Fred was standing with Mike at the altar
with the priest. He looked so handsome with his black suit waiting for me. I
could tell he was a bit nervous but trying his best not to show it.
I started walking up the aisle
with my parents just when the music changed. Every step I took, my heart was
both anxious and nervous at the same time. I could see the guests trying to
take pictures of me. The veil did nothing to hide my fear so I kept pressing
hard my dad’s hand.
The priest welcomed us all to the
service and started presiding over our vows. It didn’t take long and soon we
were pronounced man and wife. A brief kiss followed after we exchanged the
rings before the church service ended. The guests were then moved to the
reception area where they were served drinks and food while Fred and I took
some pictures at the end of the grounds. My parents joined us for some pictures
then we joined the guest for the reception. Truthfully, I never could have
imagined that this day would come. Everything flowed smoothly and turned out
great. The guest seemed to be enjoying themselves as they danced the afternoon
away after Fred and I had our first dance.
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