I had just turned thirty, was about to walk down the aisle to my "Mr. Right" and I looked gorgeous. But as I stood there in the back room of the Church waiting to walk down the aisle, I felt a moment of panic rush over me. I couldn't catch my breath as I thought about what this meant-this was forever and that word went off in my head like a bomb. Oh wow, was I really ready for this? I sat down for a second, trying to gain my composure as my dad came in to get me. It was time and as I took a deep breath, I dismissed this feeling and pulled myself up ready to walk down the aisle.