Nervous Wedding Day

As the bright yellow-red sun settled along the seashore, the tan soft sand blew on my red homogeneous tomato face. I wondered if this ill-fitting scenery was going to be the same as for my angelic wedding in that twain twenty-four hourss. In just two days, I was marrying the love of my life and I couldnt be more neuronic than a shaking and terrified pig at a slaughter house. The day came and this terrible wet weather made me sick, but when I saw my handsome soon to be husband with his inkling eyes stare at my silky embroider dress, I melted worry a lettuce during summer.My experience of this day was memorable because of the imposing weather, my panic attacks, and the fascinating union of my husband and I. All I could think about was how my sparkling makeup looked after the sweat drops that rolled throughout my skin. I unplowed asking myself why I let my husband choose the venue The blue water looked as brilliant as the sunshine hit on it, causing such a humid weather. I t hought to myself, Are my guests going through this too? I prayed that they wouldnt be able to commemorate the nasty drops roaming on their face.As I was getting walked through the isle, all I could see were tiny like ants sweating gallons of drops. It couldnt be possible, my family and friends were non too pleased. For a minute I felt like running away because of the embarrassment I felt towards my guests and their discomfort. Time was going as slow as the rain clouds reaching the dessert. Finally, the ceremony was over it seemed like an eternity. Now it was time to jump and party The humidity was long gone, the beautiful moon shone over my guests. Everything was too good to be true.We greeted the invites with a wide smile from ear to ear and a hug as tight as a corset. Our friends and family started getting served, until a horrible torment of wind came in. Oh no , I shouted, first the humidity and now sand. My wedding was sibylline to be as amazing and magical as a Disney movi e. I started with my horrible panic attacks. I lacked breath like a fish out of the sea, gasping for air. I saw my husband running as fast as a flash towards me, holding me and blowing air to my face with a paper fan. late I recuperated from this horrible attack.I was relieved when I heard the manager from the venue say he was active for unexpected weather with his indoor ballroom. I felt like back in high shoal when the professor cancels a test you didnt study for. Now that we were inside, nothing could go wrong later on all the troubles, my husband and I enjoyed the juicy chicken bathed in a special sauce, the eight footmark white cake and the non-stop dancing of our wedding. I had forgotten the true meaning of this day because the conflicts we encountered. I had not realized that this was the day I married my highs school sweetheart.This was the day my heart, my soul, and all of me were unified to my other half. With the unproblematic thought that I was going to spend the r est of my life with my husband, it made my heart pound so strong that I could hear it rumble in my ears. I felt a warm tingly adept inside of me seeing myself reflected in the mirror with my long-tailed dress. My feelings moment before my wedding were immensely beautiful, feelings I had never experienced before. So many things went wrong on this day but as long as I went through them with my husband, it should be as easy as the breeze that blew at my wedding.My wedding day experience can be described as memorable. It was such a memorable day because of the horrible weather, my panic attacks, and the wonderful union of my husband and me. The horrible weather made me worried that the guests were as uneasy as a fat lady with a dress that doesnt fit. My panic attacks wore me out just like the feeling after a three hour workout at the gym. This day was feverous and made me nervous, but knowing I had my husband next to me, made everything worth it. I wouldnt change this memorable day f or anythingmaybe just a better venue