As we reconvened back in the room behind the Great Hall, my dad saw me for the first time in my dress. My dad has been there for me through all of the ups and downs in my life, and has taught me so many lessons that I will carry with me for the rest of my life. I couldn't believe that it was nearly time for me to walk down the aisle with him at my wedding.
My aunt helped me put on my veil - the veil that so many other women in my family have worn. And in that moment, I felt connected to them all - as if I was joining a new community of women who had taken this step before me.
I made sure that the sixpence in my shoe was affixed so that it wouldn't fall out as I walked down the aisle.
I hurriedly added a spritz of perfume - although not the scent that I had originally planned on wearing (Happy Heart from Clinique) as I had forgotten it back in my room and no one could find it. Fortunately Bridesmaid K had a bottle of Calvin Klein Truth with her, which is what I used to wear for years. I don't wear it very often anymore so it was new for Mr. EB, but it was a familiar, comforting smell for me. And made me quite happy that my original plan hadn't worked.
There was a flurry of activity around me as everyone did last minute touch ups to hair or make-up, and straightened ties and checked that pocket squares were still folded correctly.
We picked up our flowers - white tulips for me and colored tulips for my girls.
Our wedding party walked out of the room to up for the ceremony.
I looked at my Dad and realized that it was time.
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