As the crisp fall weather begins to roll in, and as the trees decorate themselves with bright red and gold leaves I can't help but thinking what a beautiful time of year it would be to get married. It's so easy for me to picture the bride looking at herself one last time in the mirror then stepping out onto the still green grass with one thought in mind. Today is her wedding day.
This year is different though, the fall is filing the air with color, and the leaves are still changing one by one, every day. However, instead of picturing an unknown bride looking at herself in the mirror. I'm picturing myself. I can see my self standing in the small white chapel surrounded by my closest friends, watching them walk out one by one ahead of me, and then it will be my turn and I will step out, and all the heads will turn to look at me, but I won't even notice because I will be thinking one thing... Today is my wedding day. I'm getting walk towards the man I love and promise him a lifetime of living life together. The ups and downs, the happy the sad, and all the adventures that two people can fit into every day.
19 days to go and they are falling as fast as the leaves.
Who would have guessed that an island boy would fall in love with an Iowa girl?
I guess it's the things that you don't know that dreams are made of. = )
The next time you hear from me I will be introducing myself as Briana Joy Johnson.
