Tall Awah
On the day of my wedding, dressed and prepared, I imagined it was Maxie I was marrying. Just thinking about it had me blushing and smiling, glowing and happy.
I kept up the fantasy until I entered the room, and there, standing by the altar was Bob.
I wanted to turn and run. I didn’t. I continued to walk, carefully, more interested in my presentation than the reality.
More concerned about my enunciation then the words I said. I didn’t glance at the pews, for I knew Maxie was there. And if I saw him, I don’t know if I could continue.
So, we said our ‘I Dos’ and there it was.
I had married Bob.
Best Wishes to you and your husband! 🙂
A husband who isn’t loved as a sister’s husband.
Congratulation for marriage…
I hope that your life will be great in your marriage life.
Not when one doesn’t really love the husband.
Congrats on the marriage.
There was no choice. Had to go along