assurance

I'm so glad my mom took this picture.

It really is worth a thousand words.

At 3 years old,

my mom put her veil on me

and told me I would be a bride one day.

I had no idea what a bride was,

but I did know that if my mommy was one,

I wanted to be one, too.

And that's where it started,

the dream of being a bride.

As I grew older,

I wondered what my dress would look like,

and who my groom would be

(I swore it was Aaron Carter for a solid 4 years).

The day always seemed so far off,

and even though it seemed magical,

I was always reassured in knowing that it was far off.

After all,

I didn't want to leave my mommy and daddy.

That was a scary thought.

But the years passed quickly

and before I knew it,

I was walking down the isle.

The day that I thought was so far away,

was happening.

As I held my daddy's hand,

my heart was filled with joy and sadness-

because I was still that little girl in my mama's veil.

But I had grown up;

and the reassurance of time was gone.

As my dad let go of my hand,

I looked up and saw my groom smiling,

with tears in his eyes..

and when my hand was placed in his,

 I was reminded that

 he was going to hold my hand forever..

and a new assurance filled my heart.