My bare feet rustled through softly strewn cream rose petals and a dozen paper lanterns gently swung in the dusky darkness. 
Tapered and tea light candles glowed as the sun slipped away and tart lemon cake was generously sliced.
My bubblegum-tinted toes tapped to the music and a fellow maid danced sweetly with her groom-to-be off the brick path under green leaves & bright stars.

The night was almost tangible in it’s heaviness.  One full heart draped in bridal lace, one broken heart beneath teal chiffon, and one fearful heart nestled under my skin.



Soaking in the details of my 39th sparkling wedding affair, might I ask…


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