A Wedding That Felt Like a Dream
His family didn’t object. His mother, Margaret Hayes, even visited my downtown apartment to ask for my hand in person. Everything came together so perfectly that I almost couldn’t trust it.
On our wedding day, dressed in a cream-colored gown with lace sleeves, I sat beside Daniel beneath a canopy of fairy lights. The small ceremony at a lakeside lodge felt like something out of a dream.
When I looked into his gentle eyes, tears blurred my vision. For the first time in years, I believed that maybe God hadn’t forgotten me after all.
