Wedding Day Afro

This is a true story...

The night before my wedding day, I had the most bizarre dream.  Part of me wants to call it a premonition of sorts... My dream was about walking down the aisle, in a beautiful white dress, smiling from ear to ear, but there was a problem.  As I watched "myself" walk down the aisle, I noticed that I was wearing no makeup, and my hairdo was taking on a 70's afro look. What in the world?!  What a strange dream.

Then I woke up....

It was my wedding day! Of all days, I have never felt so calm or excited.  It is very unnatural for my personality to not worry or overthink when I am attending or preparing for big events--let alone, my own wedding day.  To this day, I still say that by the grace of God I was able to stay calm and feel peace because of prayer.

Well, I arrived to the hair salon to get my makeup and hair styled.  We had done a trial run a few weeks before, so I knew what to expect.  But the one thing I didn't expect was for my makeup artist to NOT show up!  My dream was becoming real....

My bridesmaids were all flipping out and saying how unreal this was.  The weirdest thing was that I calmly was like, "Everything is alright. If I have to, I will do my own makeup."  For someone that usually gets easily upset, I was so surprised that my anxiety and tension was not flying through the roof one bit.  I was as peaceful as a dove. It seemed all surreal and all day felt like an out-of-body experience.  My hairdresser insisted she try to do my makeup, even though she had never done makeup professionally.  Worth a try.

In the end, everything turned out fine.  My hair was exactly how I pictured it, and my makeup was amazingly applied just right.

I still laugh to this day about my dream and how it "prepared" me for what was to come... And thank heavens that I didn't have an afro on my wedding day.