This weekend was my cousins wedding. I have been looking forward to this wedding for a very long time. For the past two years we have sat in our jammies with a (large) bag of chocolate, discussing rings, proposals, dresses, first dances etc. And whilst my day dreams drifted further away from me, hers became very much a reality, and on Friday it was so close we could almost taste it. (What we actually tasted was burger chips and cider from the bar in the hotel!)
The night before the big day was perfect. Just the bride, her sister and mother, myself and my other cousin. We ate, we drank, we practiced walking down the aisle and reading our speeches. It was like a slumber party but there was definately an air of something ending surrounding us. We were sending the first one of us into the great unkown of married life. That night I was asleep as soon as my head felt the pillow beneath it, the bride to be however, did not have such a peaceful night...
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