So, I had my first wedding dream (nightmare) last night! Don't you think it's a little early for me to be dreaming about the wedding? Most likely it's because there has been nothing but wedding talk around my house for a couple weeks now. As soon as the clock struck twelve and it was 2010 we realized we need to get on the ball and start moving. We get married in 186 days so the checklist has been brought back out along with a to-do list that's a mile long.
Anyway, back to my story. So in my dream I woke up the day of my wedding to find that I had slept in my wedding dress and it was all wrinkly. Well, as always, my sister Rachel was there to save me. She had a "spare" dress that was identical to my dress and she simply slipped the new dress on me and away we went.
I know it doesn't seem like much to those of you who don't know me, but that dream just solidifies the fact that I could NEVER face anything as big as my wedding day without my sister by my side. She has been, and always will be, my saviour.
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