Oct. 11 was indeed the big day. It was a lot of fun. My nerves were great until my sister, the girls and I drove up to the church. Then, I suddenly felt really sick and like I wanted to have hysterics. I did not make a mad dash out the door screaming.
The best was when M came out and gave me a hug. I really felt better then.
The best was that M almost cried when we were standing up at the alter.
The reception was fun and the honeymoon was everything I could ask.