I definitely thought the day would never come when I would say the words “I will” and “I do”. I am a millennial and dating during this generation is hard. I can only imagine what other generations after mine are like.
Every piece of our small reception was perfect and special. All I could do was smile. It was intimate, loving, and passionate. Jerome looked so happy. I can only imagine what next year will be like when I have my linesisters, bridesmaids, groomsmen, and all of our family to come out and support us.
About an hour or two after the ceremony, Jerome and I were headed back to hang out with my parents and then go get something to eat. I then, began to cry. I thought about how much my parents mean to me and how much they have been my foundation, heart, support-team, and love. At that moment, I never knew that kind of love existed. I was flooded with love all at once; knowing the love of my life would be giving me the same love and more, a family we can call our own. Jerome said, “What’s wrong? Are you okay? Don’t worry, they will always be there, nothing is changing.” I said, “I know, I’m just very happy. It’s just crazy, like I’m not nine years old anymore. Ya know? I’m 25 going on 26. Grown, I love my parents. They mean everything to me.” So much in my life is changing; but it’s a good change, a healthy change.
All at once, the love that gathered through my heart and love that came down my eyes, I had never felt this way before. I call it happiness.