Where the story starts

Greg and I got married June 30th, 2012. It was a wonderful day despite being the hottest day in history in the city of Loudon, TN (567.67 Rankine = 108F = 42 C = HOT). There were so many people, a bit overwhelming but a great time with family and friends. It was by far one of the best days of my life.

Things went smoothly I thought, we got up early to get the hair done.  My sister, Amanda, Sarah and Michelle were there with me to support me the whole way. They were all pretty awesome. We decorated the golf cart and put the names and flowers at the reception place. It was all very AWESOME to me.  All the great people I wanted to see were there with me.  It meant soo much to me and Greg.  Singing at the church brought a lot of peace to my mind, both my parents walked me down the isle.

Many probably wondered why both parents walked me down? well I was raised by both parents, my mom carefully prepared breakfast and boiled water for me every single day for 17 years! and my dad provided financially to me. Therefore it was both of them who raised me.

The ride in the golf cart going back to the house was absolutely out of this world. Why? well because I had just gotten married to the man of my dreams, I had waited for this day my entire life! and it was just a peaceful and quite moment in the cart, while I stared at Greg thinking: This is it, I'll see his face for the next 75 years.

We danced, we laughed, we kissed.  It was everything I had wanted in my wedding.