The excitement of the day was building to an anticipated crescendo as the hour approached.
After months of preparation and every feature of the wedding taken care of with the same diligence as you’d use a fine-toothed comb.
Dresses had arrived, been adjusted, flowers selected and ordered, the best man and groomsmen suitably attired in the standard waistcoat and braces, the respective parents had fussed to their heart’s content, and the guests had arrived in their wedding finery.
The mother of the bride having been through a series of dresses before settling on a very attractive green, raced this way and that, worrying over everything she could and fussing over her two grandchildren who had the role of page boy and girl and so had to be dressed in a small boy suit and the girl in a dress which she was reluctant to wear as she thought she needed to be the mirror of her brother and have a suit to wear as well. But thankfully for all concerned, she acquiesced and looked a picture in her tiny dress.
A fanfare announced the arrival of the bride and the groom standing in his assigned spot turned to see his bride. She captivated him from that very second, and it was obvious to all in attendance that these two loved each other very much.
With vows exchanged and formalities attended to, it was time to celebrate the newly married Mr and Mrs.
Photos were taken, family lined up for the opportunity to record their presence, friends rejoiced in their happiness, and the guests moved on to the reception.
It was a joyous occasion, lots of laughter, stories abounded, jokes spoken in ribbing the groom and the new bride, the best man did a sterling job, and the bride’s parents spoke beautifully welcoming their new son-in-law to their family.
The evening ended with a band playing great music, dancing until the night was to end with a ceremonial passing out of the bride and groom under a guard of honour lit with sparklers and the good wishes of those present.
As a wedding, it was memorable for so many reasons, and everyone wished the newlyweds every happiness.
Written for: https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/06/13/tale-weaver-227-wedding-13th-june/
Morpethroad 
A happy occasion
It certainly was 😁
👍
No mishaps? Nothing lost, torn, forgotten? No speeches forgotten? No bridesmaid, plastered, under the tables with the best man? No slapped faces? Not even a red one? You sure this was a proper wedding? 🙂 🙂 🙂
I left out such discretions to protect the innocent 🤪
Ah, yes, this I do understand. You are, as they say, a gentleman and a scholar. Or at least a considerate writer.
Yes there are some who would say that 😀
And they lived happily ever after …. It is often said that the love of Romeo and Juliet is celebrated because they did not reach the stage of getting married 🙂
true, its the possibility that intrigues so many of us.
A Happy Day!
A good time was had by all 😁
I think if I had the choice, I would elope. But in my case my own wedding was for my parents.
Nothing goes smoothly 100% of the time, but as they say (of us – anyway) the happy couple lived on in spite of the wedding… coming up on 40 years we are 😀
Well that is a wonderful achievement
You’ve done better than me.
I do hope though that you can find a love that will love you back. Your heart that you lay in words on pages attests to the wonderful person you are. At least I think so!
Thanks Jules and I am working on that as life is good these days