On July 5, 2002...

I woke up with my heart beating out of my chest. I had just spent the night packing and pouring out my heart in letters to my parents and my little sister. I knew that 6:00 AM would come faster, the later I stayed awake. Sure enough, 6:00 was here whether I was ready or not. I quickly got dressed and made my way downstairs, not quite sure how to approach this day. My dad heard my movement and pulled himself out of bed to suggest we have a family prayer. I was the first of my siblings to experience this and none of us were sure how to process it all, so the best way to start out was a prayer. After our emotional family prayer, I hugged my family and was on my way. My nerves were calming gradually as I had time in the car to think about what I was about to do. I knew that I was on my way to see the love of my life on our wedding day.

People often ask if we dance. The answer is "no," and this is why,