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The wedding day was everything I could have dreamed of and more. After a somewhat sleepless night, my sister, and my parents took me to breakfast. We then ran around doing last minute errands. About 12 noon, I went to get my hair done. When I walked out, and got in the car, I still didn't feel like a bride. As I drove home, "Going to the Chapel" came on the radio. Windows down, I blared the radio. With my veil blowing in the wind, I kept honking my horn. I rushed home to start getting ready.

I was doing my face when the photographer got to my Mom's house. I still wasn't ready. My mother took me into her room to get me into my dress.  I felt absolutely gorgeous. All those dress fittings had finally paid off.  My father put my shoes on, and I headed into the living room for the first of many "entrances" that day.

The caravan carrying the bridal party arrived, and we headed of to Shea's for pictures. We got some really great shots, I cant wait until they come back.

We then piled in the limo, for the ride to the church. It felt like it took all day. We drove around, Emmarie complaining about how hungry she was. When we got to the church, I got in and hurried in to the crying room.  I was pacing around, trying to stay calm. The girls headed into the foyer for their trip down the aisle. My dad said "it's time" and I stepped out of the doorway. I took my place at the end of the aisle, and braced myself. We stood there, waiting for a change in music, (which never happened) and finally started down. Mark was SO nervous, he was shaking. Emmarie was crying so hard, I couldn't even look at her!

We made it through the ceremony, with big grins on our faces! Father Peter did a great job, keeping us focused on each other, God and the moment. I never felt closer to Mark as I did when I slipped that ring on his finger. I've never felt so happy as when we walked back down that aisle.

Then, it was on to the reception!

We got there a little late, but greeted as many people as we could. We were then introduced as Mr. & Mrs. Mark Montgomery! The room looked fabulous and everyone seemed so happy to see us. We made our way to the cake table and took our bites. It was delicious and Mark didn't even get frosting on me. Then it was dinner time. Thank goodness! We were starving, especially Emmarie.  Nick made a wonderful toast, complete with a photo from our first date! Jim said grace, and we all dived in, dinner was wonderful! But, I think we kissed more than we ate!

Then it was time for our dance. "You're Still You' by Josh Groban. We got ready, and I started to shake. When I heard the lyrics, "through the darkness, I can see your light" I began to cry. At that moment, I knew Mark could honestly see me, see how beautiful everything, and everyone was.

We then joined the wedding party for their dance, "Valentine" It turned out to be a wonderfully appropriate song. Next was "When you wish upon a star" the father/daughter song. I started to cry when my father sang along. I knew he'd make me tear up. I then got to sit and watch Mark with his mother. They danced to "Because you loved me" by Celine Dion. We thought it was so fitting because of the line, "you were my eyes when I couldn't see"

All the dances went very well. We did the YMCA, and the Macarena, but Mark missed the Chicken dance, and after all that practicing!

The night went by so fast. We danced, and sang and thoroughly enjoyed ourselves.  I wish the night could've gone on forever.

To us it will.