Slowly, she walked down the isle, arm in arm with her father. It was the happiest day of her life. She was about to burst with joy as she looked down the isle to her future. Her destiny. He was dressed in a stunning black suit, and his hair combed was to perfection. She herself was in a flowing satin white gown, a thin veil on her head, and her make-up was perfect from the painstaking hours she’d spent on it.
Today was flawless down to the last detail. Flowers and loved one all around, and her most loved a few steps away. He beamed a wonderful smile. Once she reached him, her father released her, and went to stand on the side lines. She held her flowers tightly, breathing in the shear joy of everything here.
The priest spoke the vows, and then the man and woman sealed it with a kiss. Everyone clapped and took pictures. She threw her flowers towards her sister. She laughed when the flowers landed in her sister’s hair. They ate, danced, and basked in the glorious love that engulfed the room, and their lives.