EEEWWWW!!! Your OWN cousin was hitting on you?
My story is not about my wedding, but my sister's. She had her wedding day planned a year in advance. My brother got diagnosed with a brian tumor in November of 2003. In August 2005, he started to go down hill, fast. The family scrambled, trying to figure what will happen if Paul dies, and Sheri's wedding. Sheri talked to my SIL about a week before her wedding, and SIL assured her that she should go on with her day regardless of where Paul is at. Well, the morning of Sept. 25th, we knew Paul was not going to live out the day. We prepared ourselves to go to the wedding on Martha's Vineyard, knowing that when we got home that night, Paul would no longer be with us. We were going to put on a happy face for Sheri and her husband.
What happened was, my younger brother called my SIL after the ceremony. So, the ceremony had ended, and we were all waiting for the boat taxi to take us to the reception. While we waited for the boat, my brother broke the news that Paul had passed away. He passed away 5 minutes before Sheri's ceremony had started. As much as we had prepared ourselves for the news, hearing the words hit us like a brick wall. So, as hard as we tried (myself and siblings) to keep smiling, it wasn't working. Tears were flowing all night. Looking at the pictures from her wedding, I feel so bad for my sister. Not only is there not one photo of me smiling, but my face was all puffy and blotchy from crying. I looked beautiful.
That day really sucked.