Posted on June 13, 2008


my girls had just walked down the aisle.  and i started to cry.  my dad rubbed my back and asked “happy tears, right?”.  i must have said yes, though my head was confused – screaming I DON’T KNOW…

it was nearly 30 minutes before i could compose myself enough to walk down the aisle.  the photos tell it all.  no smile was on my face, until my dad nearly tore my dress when he stepped on the train.  i  breathed a VERY deep sigh of sort of relief.

and then it was done.  M spent half the night outside smoking with his buddies and i spent half the night dancing with my mom. 

all the signs.  i know.  i know.

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