Real Worries or the Signs of a Pathetic Bride-to-be!
Tuesday, October 5th, 2004 [edit]
Jessica Wilson

Sleeping hasn’t been that pleasurable for me lately. Unfortunately the Nightmares have begun. These are not Nightmares and worries of the commitment of marriage. No not at all that’s a walk in the park!! It’s the little details that get me every time. Well little to most but enormously valuable to me. Please enjoy and feel free to laugh at me as I tell you about my last night terror.

It’s our wedding day and I’m just the happiest bride that could be. I’m with my bridal party and a few others who are very close to me at a fancy downtown hotel. I’m getting ready for my big day. All of a sudden something doesn’t feel quite right. I realize that the hair and makeup people who are suppose to be making me look fabulous, are not here. They are late! I immediately get on the phone trying to reach them. But there is no answer. So we wait and we wait and we wait. Still no sign of them no phone call, nothing. I begin to get all panicky. I’m running out of time.

I decide to head to the church and bridesmaids decide to stay a little longer just in case the hair and make up people show. I’m walking to the church, alone, sad and crying. Its not raining but the streets look as if it just had. It’s wet and muddy. My ivory satin heals are getting ruined. They are just covered in mud and splatters and water from the wet streets. I try to step very carefully but I’m also in a hurry I feel a huge sense of urgency and fear. I’m trying to hold my dress up but no matter how hard I try it’s not high enough and my train is getting dirty. I finally get to the church and I run into the bathroom and try to pull myself together. A makeup bag is sitting on the counter next to me, so I starting using the makeup and trying to fix my hair but I just look a mess. Then all of a sudden I can hear from the sanctuary of the church, the music. The wedding has begun and it’s my cue to walk down the aisle.

I know its so sad!

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