Wedding Night Blues From Chicken Soup for the Soul: Me and My Dog By Sue-Ellen Sanders Be all in or get all out. There is no halfway. ~Author Unknown It wasn't supposed to happen that way. On my wedding night, as the drenching rain soaked my ecru lace wedding gown and my carefully coiffed hair wilted in the storm, I ran through the back yards of my neighbors crying, "Honey! Honey, come back!" I could feel them staring behind their curtains, wondering how what was supposed to be the best night of my life had turned out so badly. I imagined how my carefully applied make-up was probably giving me raccoon eyes and wondered if the grass stains would come out of the bottom of my once-lovely gown. (Keep reading) |
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