As I laid in bed Friday night, the night before I got to marry my best friend and become a wife, I cried and cried. I called out to my Grandpa and I begged him to let it be sunny for my wedding. I told him that I didnt care if it rained all morning, or if it rained during my reception, I just wanted it to be sunny for my wedding.
Saturday morning as I pinned a heart made out of his bib overalls into the left side of my dress, I again asked him to please have it be sunny for my wedding. As I sat on the trolley outside of the wedding ceremony waiting for everyone to go inside, I had my sister to my right and my cousin Afton to my left. I asked Afton what time it was, and she replied 4:30. The exact time my wedding was scheduled to start. As we sat there, the clouds parted and a ray of sunshine shone down. It lit up the lake and everything sparkeled. I couldnt hold back my emotions. I knew in that moment that my Grandfather was there with me. I had made a promise to him before he passed away that I would walk myself down the aisle when the time came, because he would be there with me, every step of the way. As I stepped off the trolley, I blew a kiss to the sky and walked down the aisle to marry the man of my dreams. I know my Grandpa was there.