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Christina, 28


My wedding was craziness. All the drama and tragic events that happened the week of my wedding make it hard to really even remember the wedding day. Looking back, there are two memories that I hope stay with me forever. The first one was the look on Jeffery's face when he finally saw me walking down the aisle. He looked like the happiest man alive and I knew at that moment that I would spend the rest of my life making sure that he always felt that way. The second one was looking across the room and seeing my great-grandmother dancing. She was very old and ill at my wedding. She never danced a day in her life. And she said, "I bet you didn't know I could do this!" That made it all worth while. She passed away in April and I can honestly say that my wedding was the only wedding where she ever danced. My former best friend and current mother-in-law had my entire wedding planned long before I ever got engaged to my now husband. It took from May until the wedding in December for me to change everything to make it my wedding day! My original wedding date was scheduled for November 15th. Jeffery and I decided to delay it three weeks so that we could have it at the location that we fell in love with. My grandfather, who was supposed to give me away at the wedding, passed away the week of my wedding. If I could change anything, it would have been the date. I would have had my wedding at a dump site if it meant having my grandfather there to walk me down the aisle on my wedding day. Honeymoon? After that wedding? No way! I was scheduled to get back to work the next week but instead I spent the week with my grandmother in the hospital. She was diagnosed with lung cancer three days after the wedding. The first six months of marriage have been incredible... incredibly difficult and challenging... incredibly amazing and unforgettable. I focused on the wedding throughout our entire engagement. I finally told Jeffery that I would have time for him and falling in love again after the wedding. Little did I know that when the wedding was over, my family would need me more now than ever. So let’s just say that I have a lot of promises to fulfill and making up to do still! I sure hope there will be children soon! If we agree on anything, it is on making babies. We have been trying and thought we were there last month but we weren't that fortunate. But hey.. I can think of worse things to have to try and try again! I was a Bridezilla for sure. There was drama and craziness and all sorts of madness, like with every bride or at least every Bridezilla. But the tragic turn that the week of my wedding took couldn't have been imaged in anyone's worst nightmare. The camera crew was there to film the DNA results of a sibling test to determine my biological father when I got a phone call that my grandfather, who was scheduled to give me away at the wedding, was murdered. Just a day before, the camera crew asked me what my biggest fear for my wedding was and I responded, "Nobody showing up." Of all the "no shows", he just wasn't on my list. I had spent months planning the perfect day and picking out a song for us to dance to at the reception. It never entered my mind that all that would change. I left his funeral in a rush to get to my own wedding rehearsal. After spending hours a day on the wedding, I ended every night crying myself to sleep. I delayed my grief for my grandfather in order to survive my wedding. I was torn between doing what I thought he would want and not letting those murders take his life and my wedding and being with my family during this horrible time for us. People ask me all the time, "How could you go on with the show?" My response is.. How could I not!?! The thing people don't know is that for an entire week, I spent at least 12 hours a day with two guys and two cameras. They were more there for me than anyone else. They watched me yell, scream, cry and lose all sense of control. They heard me question God and listen to the silence that followed. You could say that it was the best of times and it was the worst of times. And then you could wonder what did keep me going on... There names were Cory and Donavon and they were the camera guys. I couldn't have done it without them. I was relieved when the wedding ended but I was so sad to see them go.