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Becky stood guard by the door like my own private security detail, ensuring that I was well hidden until I made my grand entrance with my father. We heard a knock at the door, faint at first, and growing louder with a hint of impatience.
“Um, can I please come in?” a familiar male voice came through the miniscule crack in the door. Becky was about to send him on his way when someone in the room yelled, “It’s Ryan!!” Excitedly I gave her permission to allow our Best Man and my best friend to enter our fortress.
When he entered the room I felt my eyes well up for the first time that day. Seeing my “little brother” all decked out in his fancy tux just minutes before he’d be waiting with my groom at the altar hit me hard. It took all I had to crack a joke about holding him responsible for any makeup malfunctions due to tears. Ry looked like he was having a hard time keeping his emotions under control as well so after a quick embrace and a high five for good luck he was on his way out the door.
I was working on pulling myself back together, when the door opened again. This time there was no request for approval of entrance as the grand matriarch of our family, my Mom Mom, silently entered the room. She simply raised her hand to her mouth as the tears started to fall down both of our faces.
“Look at you…” she said as she reached out her hand for mine.
“Me?! Look at you! You look absolutely beautiful!” I gushed back at her. We stood there, silently admiring each other for a few more seconds before taking a collective deep breath to pull ourselves together.
A quick peck on the cheek and she was back out the door, preparing to be escorted to her seat for the ceremony.
As the door closed behind her I retreated back to the mirror for a few last minute touch ups, as go-time was fast approaching. As I glossed my lips and powdered my nose for the last time as a Miss, the third visitor of the day entered the boardroom.
My father strode into the room in his exotic cowboy boots, simply beaming with pride.
After complimenting all of the girls on their stellar choice in attire (har har) he turned his attention to me. I warned him that there could be no more tears, and he agreed. Instead, he adjusted my blusher and we practiced taking a few deep breaths.
As we zenned out, Becky was announcing it was time to go. As the girls lined up I gave each one of them a hug and thanked them for the million and one things they had done for Mr. L and me.
And with that, they were gone. As the door closed behind the last of my lovely ladies I realized that this was it: go time. And I started to get really, really nervous.
Previously:
Thursday.
Rain, Rain, Go Away
Practice Makes Perfect
Our Very Own Fiesta
Feliz Cumpleanos, Mi Amor!
Gifts of Gratitude
A Final Goodnight
A Few Final Touches for the Boys
Girls Get Dressed
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Awww, love the pics capturing your moment with your grandmother!
Love this post. Your interactions are so sweet and heartfelt. Your Mom mom is precious and your Dad’s boots are hilarious!
love all the pics. you look stunning & your bouquet looks fabulous too!
I love the pictures your photographer captured of you and your grandmother and the one with your dad adjusting your veil.
Oh, you made me cry! I can picture my grandma doing the exact same hand-to-mouth gesture. I can’t wait to see more!
this post made me tear up! wow…that moment between you and your Mom Mom…cinematic! =)
I just love the pic of your Mom Mom with her hand over her mouth. It made me tear up!
wow! You’re pics perfectly capture the emotion of the moment!
How sweet 
I think it’s beautiful that Ryan had to hold back his emotions—takes a lot to make most men get to that point!
You had me tearing up just reading this! And you look soooo beautiful!
I need to start saving all the recap posts to read at home, so I stop crying at work!
Between yours and Mrs. Cheese’s recaps, I’m reliving all those crazy emotions right before the walk down the aisle. Beautiful!
what a sweet post! it’s so nice that you had those special visits before you walked down the aisle
this is such an adorable post! i felt like i was there watching these “moments” like a fly on the wall! can’t wait to read more!
omg, i love your Mom Mom moment… i wish my grandma would be there on my wedding day.
your mom mom is precious! Did you fee like you were relaxed during the moments before the ceremony! I was a little nervous and sort of jokey. I wish for the ‘zen’ i see in your last few moments before the ceremony!
The photo of you and your dad is priceless. I know I’m going to be a crying mess when I see my dad. I’m such a Daddy’s Girl.
awww… love the special moments with the important people in your life.
you just look stunning! I know seeing my dad for the first time is when I am going to loose it a bit too!
This post was so heartfelt and it made me tear up a bit at work. So sweet and what a great capture of the emotions of the day.
Awwww, I love this recap! And the MomMom moment was so sweet!
Great post! And the pictures with your grandmother brought tears to my eyes. It’s so touching and makes me sad that my photog didn’t capture of any alone with just me and my gram like I wanted.
Awe I love this post That picture of your Mom Mom brought tears to my eyes.
Ahh the pic of your Mom Mom as she walked into the room made me tear up…what a genuinely awesome photo
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Mrs. Lemonade, Austin/San Antonio
Age and Occupation: 28, Bureaucrat
Fiance's Age and Occupation: 28, Music Management
Engagement Date: December 21, 2007
Wedding Date: April, 2009
Blogging Since: August 22, 2008
Venue: Country Club ceremony, ballroom reception
About Me: I’m a total wonkette who is lucky enough to be surrounded by her favorite things on a daily basis – awesome music, the great State of Texas and of course, Mr. Lemonade! I find any excuse I can to craft something and am completely infatuated with the 1950’s, all things Kennedy, and my furbaby Vida.
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