I got ready in the carriage house overlooking the garden where we were going to get married. I came down and walked through the front door of the Ainsley House. Alan was already there, waiting in another room behind a wall.
When I saw him, I immediately started tearing up. He looked so handsome in his suit! And I could hardly believe—after all these years—we were about to say "I do" in front of our friends and family.
The doors opened. I could hear my friends Jenny and Grace playing the guitar and singing the song I'd picked. Our friend Jordan walked my mom down the aisle.
"Here Comes the Bride" sign. As everyone filed out of the house, the doors closed again, and it was just me and my dad. My nerves kicked in.
Then he realized that wasn't quite right, so he gave my dad a hug, and we got back to business.
We were husband and wife! And this time, with all our loved ones there as our witness, it felt really official. (You can read about the other time here.)