After that the day is kind of a blur. I remember getting my hair done. I remember feeling very nervous that something would go wrong, like maybe the DJ wouldn't show up. I remember my Dad walking me down the aisle, cracking quiet jokes out of the side of his mouth the whole time.
I remember Frank at the end of the aisle and when I saw him, I became much less nervous.
In my memory, the day went by in minutes. But I was really happy.
The last 15 years seem to be a little like that day, it feels like it has gone by so fast in a blur of happy memories.
We have had rough times. This past year was the most difficult. But every day I have been certain that I made the right decision on that day, 15 years ago.
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| October 2007, California |
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