
Sometime during the hair appointment I made up my mind. I was getting flushed, not that "oh I am really excited and my cheeks are rosy", but the "oh you look like you just ran 30 miles in the sun" - and that is just not attractive. I was also starting to feel my stomach roll into knots. So I decided. I wasn't going to be nervous, I wasn't going to do all of this work and miss out on the day because I became bridezilla. Come on! I am marrying S - the love of my life, the man I know I want to spend the rest of my life with. What about that is going to freak me out?
So I didn't stress, not at all. Even walking down the aisle with my dad - in front of all of those people. Even repeating the vows or doing a wedding we had not rehearsed. I didn't have even that tense anxious feeling in my stomach. I was calm - I was centered and I had SO much fun - I enjoyed every moment of it. It was perfect - simply perfect.
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