Preparations
I've already been through one wedding preparation, I didn't know if I could go through it again. This time, my parents took it well. My mom even spilled some tears of happiness. Of course Conrad asked my dad's permission first, for old time's sake. My dad gave him a pat in the shoulder, and said, "You crazy kids." So technically he didn't say yes, but we decided that it was one. So we have my parents' blessing and Con's dad's. Even Jeremiah told us he was happy for us.
As I knew me well, I had to go to Taylor's. I told her once again, she would be my maid of honor, and she cried. She gave me her binder again and we started planning. We still had the planning from last time, so that would be our guide.
The wedding will take place in September. I think Susannah would have wanted us to have the wedding in our beach house, so we'll do that. And this time we'll have carrot cake, like I've always wanted.
It felt like a very long time ago, Con dropped on one knee and proposed. But it was just a week ago, and I was already dress shopping, only this time, with my mom. We went to the mall, to several stores, tried different dresses on, none felt like the one. I was tired, and I wanted to come home. We got on the car and drove away. I fell asleep to Adele's Make You Feel My Love, and when I woke up, we were home. But not at Cousins, I was home home. My mom told me to come inside the house, that she had a surprise for me. I waited in her bed, while she was digging in her closet. She found the thing she was looking for; I could see it in her eyes. She was welling up, when she came to me.
"This was Susannah's wedding dress," she told me. I stared at it; it was beautiful. It has thick straps and it is tight until just below the rib cage. There, a beautiful waterfall begins. It goes all the way to the floor. It isn't flat, but it isn't puffy either, it is just perfect. It's color is cream, not white but not beige either, something in between. The veil is lace, a pattern of flowers and shapes. It is exquisite.
I tried it on; I'd just had to do some arrangements. This was the dress; this was it. My mom and I cried a lot. We knew the wedding would be perfect just because of this small detail.
Once again, Mr. Fisher was taking care of most of the wedding, along with Taylor of course. It was fine by me really; I had more time with Con. We have been talking about our honeymoon a lot, and we both decided we don't want to travel. We want to stay here in Cousins, in the beach house. Con will take a week off, and we'll just pretend we are on a vacation. Maybe that week will be the week we sleep together, for the first time.
