Up until this point in our big day, I only had the minor urge to cry once (while reading Mr. A’s love letter to me.) However, I was resolved to hold back the waterworks for as long as possible because I just really hate crying in front of people and didn’t want any of those ugly cry pictures (I’m not a pretty crier) in our wedding album. The song I had chosen for my entrance, however, was one that I knew would get people emotional, especially my family, whose little girl had grown up and was now transforming into being a woman and wife. No one except for Mama Dillo, our pianist, and Mr. A knew what I was walking down the aisle to until this exact moment, and the feeling I expected to have as the doors flung open and I made my descent with Papa Dillo in tow was not even close to the exhilaration, emotion, happiness and something that could only be described as utter bliss that I actually felt. In that moment, I was in Heaven.
Our pianist started to play the faint, yet immediately recognizable tune of “When You Wish Upon a Star” in the effortless and emotional arrangement heard here (seriously, you’re gonna want to play this one):
I’ll admit, when the doors first opened, my eyes fell upon Pastor Mark, probably because he was front and center. I quickly found Mr. A, though, and his soft and highly emotional smile put the hugest grin on my face.
As Papa Dillo and I began our walk, I could hear some of our guests start to whisper and gesture over to him. I could feel him shaking next to me, and broke my gaze with Mr. A to look over at my sweet dad.
HE. WAS. BAWLING. Like, sobbing, red-faced, tears everywhere–the real deal. This, in turn, caused a major chain reaction, as my Gaga bawled…
Mama Dillo strong-chinned it out…
Pastor Mark let it all out…
And there’s even evidence of my bridesmaids being incapable of controlling themselves, as seen here (thank goodness MOH Henna stashed tissues in the pockets of her dress!)
The music ended perfectly with our walk down the aisle, and once Papa Dillo put my hand into Mr. A’s, the waterworks came.
All the while, though, Mr. A did nothing but give me that sweet, dependable, “I’m so friggin’ in love with you and can’t wait to marry you” smile (which is, in fact, a real thing.)
Pastor Mark took a deep breath, blinked away his tears, and said something to the effect of, “Gee, I hope I can get through this,” which of course made everyone in the congregation laugh.
And just like that, we were ready to start the real meat of the ceremony! After such an emotional entrance, I was more than ready to say our vows and start my next big adventure with the love of my life right by my side.
What song did you use to enter the ceremony with, or what are you planning to use as your processional song? Do you expect your ceremony to be an emotional one? Is your dad typically not a crier, and did he/do you think he’ll cry on your wedding day?
- I gave you guys a recap of my recaps.
- I cried over cupcakes, we rehearsed, and stayed up until ungodly hours the night before our wedding day.
- We spent the whole morning and afternoon of the wedding day setting up the reception venue, and I massaged my own feet in the shower.
- Mr. A and his guys got dressed and had a mini photo session in the alley behind our church.
- Our photographer gets some shots of my wedding day accessories, and my ruby slippers are presented with their own personal photo session.
- I FINALLY get into my dress and I take some awesome pictures with my bridesmaids and Mama Dillo.
- I get a special, sentimental gift from Papa Dillo and I become obsessive about the time and take a few more pictures with the parentals before we head off to the ceremony!
- Everyone makes their grand entrance except for me, and I wallow in the misery of being by myself for 0.2 seconds.