My dad twirled me around the dance floor, me in my white dress and him in his tuxedo. Though his hair was gray and his face filled with wrinkles, he was still so handsome. We were joined on the dance floor then by my new husband who danced with my little girl. Her miniature bridesmaid dress flowed just above the dance floor as he spun her around and she giggled. Then we switched partners and dad picked her up, waltzing around with her and whispering secrets into her ear.
It was a magical night, and I felt so lucky to have these two amazing men in my life.