My Sister's Wedding

It was July 25 and it was the day of my sisters wedding. I was a nervous wreck because I was the maid of honor. That night I couldn’t sleep at all because of how nervous I was. When the morning came I was hoping to see the sun shining, unfortunately it was gloomy, humid, and rainy. So that didn’t start off my morning well but it got worse. When the hair stylist was doing my hair I could tell my hair wasn’t corroperating. I looked in the mirror; my hair was a disaster (similar to Ursula’s from little mermaid). Thank god the other hair stylish fixed it up and it looked so much better. When my hair was done I looked outside and saw it was sunny, birds singing, and the temperature was just right.

When everyone was done getting their hair done and getting ready, the photographer showed up. That was another hour or so and than the party bus showed up. The bus took us to St. John church. This church was huge, it had a balcony, an isle way the sizes of a main street, plus it was also a hotel. Before I new it, it was time for the ceremony to start. We all lined up outside the doors to the church, and walked in one by one. When it was my turn my knees were knocking, lips chattering all because of nerves. Once I made it down the isle I was perfectly fine, until my sister came walking down the isle way with my dad, then I lost it. I started cry when I saw my sister’s future husband crying. I final was able to pull my self together to help my sister fixed her dress and vale when she sat down. I was fine for the rest of the ceremony and able to take in this memory that I will never forget. I couldn’t believe that I didn’t want to be my sister’s maid of honor, but when that day finally came I was grateful for being a big party of her wedding. After the ceremony was done it was time for the reception and I knew that was going to be the best part of that day.