There was about twelve people in the bridal party besides Art and myself. The groomsmen, wore blue vests and sunflower boutiners. The bridesmaids wore blue dress with sunflowers and orange daisies bouquets. They all looked great and the best part was that they couldn't complain about it. The groomsmen were my bothers Larry, Alex, Tommy and Sebastian, and Kevin and the best man was Michale (Art's brother). Scarlette was my maid of honor and my sisters, Lorena and Katie. Mother insisted that I have more brides maids, but she never specified gender, so amongst my ranks came Ezra, my friend Jake, and little Chloe. Needless to say my mother was not all that happy about my sudden additions, but like I said they couldn't complain, it was what I wanted.
I knew I was ready to get married that chilly October day. Arthur loved me and would never leave me, we would have a happy life together. This was the man who taught me to live again and to love again. Our seating arrangements for the ceremony weren't really set, but I was sure to a place for James, he sat on my side, and I could feel the love all around.
Everyone was in place for the five o'clock ceremony, and I didn't want my dad or step dad to walk me down the aisle. Instead Jeff would walk me down the aisle. We'd grown up together and through thick and thin he'd always been there for me.
Finally at five on the dot we were all ready to go. I opened the bedroom door and stepped into the living room where my bridesmaids were all waiting to see me. There was not a dry eye in sight. My mom could not stop crying! My little nieces Isabel and Melody were the flower girls. Corey was pulling the wagon that held my brother Alex's new son, Ben and baby Ana, and four year old Grady was following behind with Jax the ring bearer. Jeff stood by my side and took my hand.
"More than ever," I said blushing.
The wedding march began and the back doors opened to the ceremony space. Jeff flipped the veil to cover my face and we began to walk down the aisle. Let me tell you there was not a dry eye in sight. I was looking up at Jeff who was trying so hard not to cry. Finally Art was in front of me.
My child-hood pastor was officiating the ceremony, and boy was he in for a ride.
"Do you give this woman to be married to this man?"
"Damn right I do." Jeff said confidently.
The crowd chucked and giggled, and my pastor tried to keep him composure. Jeff turned to kiss my cheek, then placed my hand in Art's.
"Take care of our girl." he said to him.
I smiled through my veil as Art and I faced the pastor and the ceremony began. Art looked absolutely handsome, his reddish-brown hair was freshly cut and styled to perfection. His blue eyes met mine and he mouthed the words "I love you." I blushed and mouthed it back. Finally after greeting and making sure there were no objections it got to the part with the vows. Art repeated the ones he told me a few days before, and then it was my turn.
I pulled out my vows I'd written the night before, and turned to face the man that was moments from being my husband.
"Art, you are my absolute one and only. Though the two years we've been together have been short it feels like we've been together a life time. You are everything I could have asked for and I am so thankful to have you in my life. We've been through good times and not so good times, but you have taught me to live and to love again. We are in this together for the long haul honey, I am never letting you go. Today is the day everyone in this town has been waiting for, today I become your wife...Finally!" I laughed as I said the last line.
Art tried to wipe the tears from his eyes but finally just let them fall, he's just so darn cute.
Then came the serious part, we become man and wife.
"The rings please." My pastor called. Scarlette handed me the band for Art, and Art's brother handed him my band.
"Do you Arthur Todd Carrol, take Charlotte Lena Faye to be you lawfully wedded wife, for better for worse, for richer for poorer and in sickness and in health as long as you both shall live?"
"I do." Art said still wiping tears from his eyes, and he slid the ring on my finger.
"And do you Charlotte, take-"
"Sir if I didn't I sure as heck wouldn't be here right now, yes I do!" I said almost jumping up and down.
The crowd laughed and cheered, and my pastor managed to crack a smile. I placed the ring on Art's third finger on his left hand.
"You are never to take this off." I muttered.
'Yes dear." he smiled back.
"Okay, then by the power vested in me I now pronounce you husband and wife! Arthur you may kiss your lovely-"
"Don't need to tell me twice sir," Art said as he flipped my veil over my face and kissed me passionately.
The crowd jumped and cheered and whistled. When we finally pulled apart Art was still crying, and I brushed away his happy tears. We were married and it felt amazing! I smiled at my new husband and kissed him once more.