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Yeah, my mom was usually cool as a cucumber but it was just something about her only child getting married and the day was fast approaching.
Yup, I fainted. Lots of factors contributed (hot altar, heavy dress, hairdresser and make-up artist coming thisclose to blows, 50 lbs bouquet, 30 min. homily that included Frank Sinatra and a wildebeast) but not eating wasn't one of them. (I had a very good breakfast!) We had just brought flowers to the Blessed Mother and I started feeling really tired. I was listening to the Ave Maria but I couldn't concentrate and I lost track of the lyrics. When we got back to the main altar I realized that, there was another verse to go. I just kept thinking,"Hang on, it's almost over." When they finished, I didn't wait for the priest. I nodded to the organist to play the recessional. I said maybe if I close my eyes and shake my head I'll feel better. NOPE! Took one step and down I went.
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Love me some him.
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