The wedding day arrived like a whirlwind in a flurry of activity, nervousness, and excitement.
My parents were finally going to meet Hannah the morning before the wedding. When I announced our wedding plans to them, they wanted to visit immediately, but I needed to make sure that Hannah would be prepared for such an intimidating meeting. I warned Hannah the night before that they would arrive.
When the doorbell rang, Hannah and I were waiting in the dining room to greet them with breakfast prepared on the table. My father entered the room first and we hugged before my mother entered, commenting on how well I was keeping everything in the house, including myself.
"This must be our soon-to-be daughter-in-law," my father said with a grin as he and my mother swarmed Hannah, taking in her beautiful appearance and telling me what a lovely young woman she was.
