My Dream
Regions, East
My dream started back in 1978 when I met the boy of my dreams. We dated for 2 years, talked of marriage, broke up and moved our separate ways. I never forgot him, nor did he forget me. After a few changes in our lives and 23 years later, we both found ourselves unmarried and found one another again. We dated, decided to get married and found ourselves getting married in Gatlinburg, Tennessee.
We talked of other places to get married, but the down-home feeling and friendly people in Tennessee won us over. We wanted a beautiful setting and not too far away. We drove to Tennessee, got our marriage license and rented wedding apparel. We had the best steak dinner ever the night before we got married at the Peddler in Gatlinburg. We got all gussied up the next day and had my dream as a teenager come true. We not only got married, but got married in a 5-star chapel.
My first wedding was a modest one. This one I got to be a fairy princess with a gown, my hair done nicely, and I wore a tiara. I was definitely in a dream state and had the dream wedding and honeymoon. It was an abbreviated honeymoon, but definitely something I would not ever forget.
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