{Mix Tape}: Track Eight.

The memory of this is so clear to me, although it was four years ago. We were waiting inside the house. Our guests were out on the lawn, waiting in the glistening sun. We were excited. Not nervous. Except for perhaps my brother.

I’d asked my brother to be one of my bridesmaids (or brides-mates). At the last minute he decided that he shouldn’t walk down the aisle… but we insisted he do. I was inside the house, almost wetting myself with laughter at him walking down the aisle.