I often think what it would be like to have an actual wedding. I never had that when I was married. We just went to the judge and let him marry us, no ceremony or family present or anything like that. So much for my childhood fairytale dreams.
If I was to get married again, I would want an actual wedding this time around. I wouldn’t care if my husband-to-be wore a new tuxedo or just some nice clothes, but I would want a wedding dress, although nothing particularly fancy, and while I wouldn’t want a big wedding, I would want my Dad to walk me down the isle, and to have my friends and family present.
