The soft soothing music played as I started my way down the aisle. Many eyes were looking back at me as my fitted black dress dazzled in the sunlight and sun shown through the window of the church.
My legs were trembling as I made my way up the stairs to the altar. Being the first person to step foot onto those stairs made me feel nervous and also proud to be the junior bridesmaid in the wedding.
Tears filled my hazel eyes and soon started to roll down my cheeks. It felt as if I started to cry for no reason. I don’t know if it was excitement or just mixed emotions. But, all I knew was that I had to stop because by this point there were so many tears in my eyes that it started to blur my vision and I could no longer see who was walking down the aisle.
Everyone soon rose from their seats as the bride (my aunt) glided her way down the aisle with her son holding her hand. Soon after, the audience had tears rolling down their faces as the bride and her son made their way up to the altar.
The priest then spoke a few words of marriage and wished the bride and groom good luck with the coming years. Even though he only spoke a few words, to me it felt as if I had been standing on those steps for hours. But at least by this point I had stopped crying and now had a smile across my face, which made me forget about my hands which were still shaking.
The soft soothing music played as the wedding party and I made our way back down the aisle and out of the church, many eyes looking back at us. To our surprise rice was then being tossed at the bride and groom which put a smile on their faces.
The people who attended the wedding were making their way out of the church and to their cars to go to the reception. As for me, all I wanted was to change out of that dress and into some comfortable clothes!
It was a remarkable day for me. I laughed. I cried. I danced (with the DJ) and I also got the chance to drink champagne. If I had the chance to go back in time and change something about my day, I wouldn’t change a single thing!