I sit, getting prepped to meet my hubby at the other end of the aisle.
Music Blaring. Voices hollering. Chaos all around. For a moment my anxiety rises… Will everything be perfect?! The control freak in me wants to stop this pampering process and run outside to ensure all is right in my wedding world.
But as I close my eyes and pray, an overwhelming calm comes over me. None of it matters.
I’m living my dream. Soon it will be just him and me, beautifully married.
And in that, all is perfect and right.