My heart was pounding. It was air-conditioned, and a temperate fall day but I was still sweating. My stomach was churning and my mouth was dry.
I was clad in white, hair done up, make-up applied meticulously.
The music began. And it was my turn. Just one step in front of the other.
This year, we celebrate five years of marriage.
I would love to tell you that I practically floated down the aisle on Cloud Nine, tasting a slice of heaven with each step towards the altar.
But really, I was terrified. I loved my almost-husband, was confident that God had chosen us for one another, but I was scared.
Did I really have the courage to say yes? [Read more…]