A little music to go along with this part of the processional:
Once everyone else made it down the aisle it was my turn. I really don't know if there are words to describe the feelings at this point. It wasn't really nerves more of excited anticipation mixed with a disbelief that after over a year of planning it was finally here. I know that really doesn't make much sense but trust me when I tell you it really is an indescribable feeling.
|Making my way upstairs|
|Not sure what I was looking at (probably one of the kids)|
but this was one of the best pictures with my veil
That picture I believe was taken just after the doors were closed and my dad and I were the only one's left to walk down the aisle. Again I know the expression on my face makes me look like I am terrified but I think it really was just another rush of emotion for what was finally about to happen. I think I was also telling myself "don't cry- you will look like a blubbering idiot and you will ruin your expensive makeup" over and over in my head
|My dad and I in place|
|And it begins!|