My Wedding Story : A Story Of A Special Someone

So the night I fell in love with "the one," I was not under the influence of anything except love itself. We talked briefly at the party, met up at the bar, and danced three perfect dances. He was

Tyler Anthony Novojoski sounds just like an everyday regular guy. He may not be your favorite celebrity, best friend, or even your family, but he is one really amazing guy. I know what you're probably thinking how can you even have true love or even care about someone you don’t know. Simple, you just sit back grab a bowl of popcorn and let me tell you about Tyler, and I can promise you will wish he was a part of your life somehow. I met Tyler back on a spooky, cold, and dark Halloween night, the year two thousand fourteen. That day I met him left an everlasting impact on my life that is how truly amazing he is. Before we met I was just hanging out with my friend Autumn and she knew I was going to be starting at Panera bread. She decided to text Tyler and his friend Brandon to come pick us up and hangout. In my head I was super excited at least we wouldn't be just sitting around anymore. They finally reached my house, Tyler was driving an older white Jeep Cherokee with red swirls on the side. We got into the car and, the first thing I smelled was a strong whiff of men cologne. Tyler and Brandon turned around to introduce themselves to me. When I looked at Tyler in the eyes my heart stopped, I got butterflies. I couldn't help but keep thinking how crazy cute he was. After we all were introduced we drove around for awhile and just talked and got to know each other.

I came out in my dress and Stratton said “ Damn Darrian you look beautiful”. I couldn’t help but blush and get a big smile on my face. When he said that, I realized that no one has ever looked at me the way he did. After we left, we decided to go eat at Hometown Buffet. I’m not the type of girl to eat in front of guys for some reason but with him it was different. I could be myself around him and I loved

I was dancing with a certain guest my mother introduced me to, I believe his name was Paris. That’s when I noticed him, yes him, his blue eyes staring at me. It only took a few minutes until I was in his arms. I knew from there on, I was captivated by him, and in love.

Hey, it’s me, Angela. Life has been pretty frustrating lately. Whenever I’m with a group of people, all they can talk about is the wedding. Is that all I am to them? Is it not possible that I have any other things happening? Wearing my ring felt fake, so I took it off. I said it was giving me a rash. Most people don’t even notice. I’m not sure I even feel the same way about my fiancé. Denton is just so...I don’t know. He feels the need to impress me with all his diagnoses. Sometimes, it’s like he thinks I can’t make decisions by myself. My mom seems to like him though. Of course, she likes everything I do. Angela is the “perfect” child. I could never do anything wrong. Mom acts totally different towards Turtle. She can’t do anything right in

It was an early morning waking up; I remember it as if it were yesterday, I opened up the windows and smelt the fresh roses from the window seal while the wind blew a small wind. “Alona, come down here!” I heard calling from downstairs. I ran freely down the steps to which I met my Uncle Johnny Wayne, who greeted me with a beautiful yellow sun dress and a pair of sparkly shoes. “Now Alona, you know today is your cousin Dana’s wedding, right?” he asked. While jumping with joy from the view of the dress and shoes, I quickly replied, “Well yes, I’m going to be the flower girl of course!” He jacked his head back and held his stomach and laughed as he usually did; I could see the glimmer in his blue eyes. All things felt right in that second,

When I want to complete one thing, I will not give up because of failure, and I will repeat to try it until to success.

“Don’t worry about anything! Tonight is on me!” He throws back at me smiling seductively. We walked into his loft and it was decorated so nicely. His furniture was modern and he had all kinds of different ethnic paintings on the wall. As I looked around, he told me to make myself comfortable while he went to get some wine. While he was in the kitchen I yelled,

While marching bells played around me, I stood beside my groom my fingers drumming along with the music in an attempt to distract myself from the sea of spectators. The laced corset compressed what felt like every organ in my body together into one tight bundle so that I could fit in the white gown that was secretly a size too small. What bride doesn’t want to look good on her wedding day? I could feel the heat radiating from my face, and I couldn’t help but worry about who else noticed the flushed look that the skin toned concealer was to mask, as I tried to keep myself preoccupied with my insecure thought about how I looked. I recited my well-practiced vowels in a low mumble and signed the documents that officially made me Mrs. James.

The date is coming and you just want to be sure that every step was done and every decision was made,any missing detail will be like a big glass of water for the bride. She is anxious , nervous and even she will have this claustrophobic feeling that something will fail, but there is only one person in the world capable of giving her peace and comfort;the fiance .Everything is ready the date arrive , butterflies jumping inside of her belly making her cry but she is ready .Flowers and tiny lights mark the way to a new chapter of their live, the beginning of a new family, everything was perfect just how they expected, the last few minutes with the guesses are exciting as ever, kisses and hugs finally end, they are ready to go because

how the marraige came to be : “ our parents were looking around for the right person. when our parents met they talked and came to the dicision for us to get married to incresse our wealth.”

I woke up to the sound of pots and pans banging around, then I got an overwhelming smell of bacon. I threw the covers off, jumped out of bed, walked to the kitchen where my boyfriend Omar was making breakfast. When I looked in the kitchen, he was dancing while he was cooking. I could not help but watch him for a minute, enjoying the moment. I asked Omar why he was in such a good mood. He said, “Today is the day we find out if we are going to have a girl, and I can’t wait.” We enjoyed our breakfast together then headed to our appointment. Before we got out of the car to go into the doctor’s office, Omar grabbed my hand and said, “You are absolutely beautiful, I hope our daughter is as beautiful as you are.”

The wedding parable is a story comparing the kingdom of God to a wedding banquet. This is a crucial parable to understand because it thoroughly displays our culture through the story. The story starts with many people being invited to a wedding banquet. When the time came for the feast, those people who were asked to come, refused to attend the event (verses 4-5). In fact, the king’s servants who brought the message were mistreated and even killed (verse 6). The king, angry at what the response he heard from those who were invited, He sends his army to retaliate the death of his servants (verse 7). Later, he sent invitations to anyone his servants could find so that the wedding hall would be filed (verses 8-10). During the feast, the king noticed a man “Who was not wearing wedding clothes” (verse 11). When asked how he came to the wedding without the proper attire, the man had no answer and was quickly escorted from the feast.

I’ve had the air kicked out of me playing backyard football with the neighborhood kids, but it isn’t at all comparable to standing in front of a mirror getting ready for my wedding in a much too expensive Brooks Brothers Silver Regent Fit Suit decorated with a lime green bow tie— because at least in my backyard the oxygen came back into my lungs. Today, rays of light beam through the multi-colored leaf shaped windows, creating patterns in the air. The dressing room is library quiet except for the crack of my voice as I practice saying “I do” and the loose planks that creak as I pace the ancient wood floor. I am alone with my wedding planner Marcus who is buzzing all over the place manically scratching items off his checklist. His long scarlet blazer sways like a matador’s red cloth in a bullfight. The muscles he gets from boxing, his favorite hobby, are defined by his tight gray t-shirt, which is paired with too tight denim jeans, accentuating his flamboyant salmon scarf and brown worn Chelsea boots. Not evangelical wedding attire, but I cannot complain. Marcus is quirky, with his elevated mop of tight russet brown ringlets, smooth tawny beige skin, and gigantic Lindor truffle eyes. Just looking at him makes you want to learn more. Marcus stops energetically buzzing around and looks at me after hearing my “I do.”

I’ve had the air kicked out of me playing backyard football with the neighborhood kids, but it wasn’t at all comparable to standing in front of a mirror getting ready to get married in a much too expensive Brooks Brothers Silver Regent Fit Flannel Windowpane 1818 Suit decorated with a lime green bow tie, because at least in my backyard the oxygen came back into my lungs. Rays of light beam through the multi colored leaf shaped windows, creating patterns in the deadly air. The dressing room is library quiet except for the crack of my voice as I unconvincingly practice saying I do and the creaky loose planks as I pace the archaic wood floor. It’s just me and my wedding planner Marcus who is buzzing all over the place manically scratching off his check list. His long scarlet blazer swaying around as he picks up wind like a matadors red cloth in a bullfight. The muscles he gets from his boxing hobby are defined by his tight gray t shirt, paired with too tight denim jeans, accentuating his flamboyant salmon scarf, and brown worn in Chelsea boots. Not evangelical wedding attire, but I can’t complain, he’s quirky, with his elevated mop of tight russet brown ringlets, smooth tawny beige skin, and gigantic Lindor truffle eyes, just looking at him makes you want to learn more. Marcus stops energetically buzzing around and looks at me after hearing my I do.