The Wedding Day

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Romance  |  House: Booksie Classic
Charlotte and her dad share one final memory about her wedding day.

Submitted: November 29, 2013

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Submitted: November 29, 2013

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The Wedding Day
 

“It’s probably time to say goodbye.”

“I know...”

“I’m really sorry.”

“I know...”

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“Hi Daddy,” said Charlotte upon seeing her father in the hospital room. “How are you doing?”

“Hey there, darling. I’m doing alright,” said Dad with a kind, warming smile.

“I’m so glad to see you,” said Charlotte.

“I couldn’t be happier to see anyone but you, Charlotte.”

The hospital room gave no sense of comfort for the two that were occupying its space, with white walls and generic, hotel room-esque pictures adorning the walls. A generic hospital bed was flanked by the rhythmic beeping coming from the generic hospital equipment.

The only personalization in the room came in the form of “Get Well Soon!” cards sitting on the nightstand, flowers atop the desk located in the corner of the room which sat beside the large bay window overlooking the sun-filled valley far below on that brisk November morning, and the family photos taped to the wall behind the head of the hospital bed.

This was not the place that Dad and Charlotte ever imagined having to say goodbye to each other.

“Hey, Charlotte, I’ve been thinking lately. Have I ever told you the story about your wedding?” asked Dad, while slowly reaching out to hold his daughter’s hand.

“No? At least I don’t think so anyways. Tell me!” said Charlotte, excitedly.

“It’s a great story,” said Dad.

“Tell me!” proclaimed Charlotte.

“Alright, alright. Well, it was an absolutely gorgeous day in June. There was a little bit of drizzle in the morning, which got us all worried about having a beachfront wedding, but at about an hour later, the clouds parted and the sun gloriously broke through. It was the kind of thing you see in those ‘chic flick’ movies. I know, it’s kind of a weird thing to remember but that’s the sort of stuff you think about on your only daughter’s wedding day.

Anyways, I remember looking at you for the first time as you came out the resort’s dressing room in your white, flowing dress. It is something I will never forget; you were absolutely stunning. You were a bride that looked like you were personally plucked right out of the heavens.”

“Dad, c’mon, it wasn’t like that,” said Charlotte, feeling that Dad was obviously embellishing the story a bit.

“You were, you were! I swear to you. It was like something out of Hollywood. Anyways, there we were, Daddy and Charlotte, opening the double doors and walking out onto the patio, feeling the soft warmth of the sun on our faces. We just stood there, taking the view of the combination of a blue, cloud speckled sky along with the endless ocean which brought gentle waves up the beach and a slight chill to the air. A light breeze perfectly sifted through your hair and flowed gently around your dress.

As I stood there, holding your hand, I looked down the steps of the patio to the beachfront which contained the twenty-five or so white folding chairs that were placed in two separate groups with an aisle right down the middle. In those chairs sat your and Tyler’s closest family and friends. It was the perfect setup. A ‘Kodak Moment’ I think they used to say.”

“Ah yes, the beach. The ocean,” said Charlotte, savoring and smiling at the thought.

“Walking you down that sand-filled aisle was one of the hardest things I ever had to do, knowing I was giving my only daughter away to another man. A man I knew would take care of you and love you as much as I do. Letting go of your hand, memories came flooding back to me from all those Daddy and Charlotte moments we had when you were a little girl,” said Dad wiping away a single tear from his eye but that which indicated many more were on their way.

“Then seeing you standing at the altar, with the afternoon sun perfectly framing you and Tyler, while the wind gently tousled the rose that pinned your hair behind your ear, it was simply breathtaking, Charlotte,” said Dad, fighting through tears which slowly crawled down his cheeks and a lump in his throat that wouldn’t go away until those tears were allowed to flow freely.

At this point, Dad gripped Charlotte’s hand even tighter, looking deeply into her wide eyes, wiping away the streaks that the tears left on his face.

“You both vowed your undying love and faithfulness to each other and sealed it with a passionate kiss, one that was felt in the hearts of all that witnessed it,” said Dad as Charlotte became slightly red in the face but smiling nonetheless.

“That is a moment in time that I will never forget, Sweet Heart. My only daughter, finding her Prince, looking absolutely stunning, like a Princess, and living out a wedding day that can only be dreamt about. Simply amazing.” Tears streaked down Dad’s face as his hands lightly shook from the emotion that came over him while looking into his daughter’s eyes.

“Daddy, don’t cry.”

“I’m sorry, honey,” said Dad, dutifully wiping away the tears.

“Hey dad...” asked Charlotte.

“Yes, Sweet Heart?”

“Was I the most beautiful bride you have ever seen?”

 

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With eyes closing for the last time and breaths becoming non-existent, Dad placed one last kiss onto Charlotte’s forehead before laying her head down gently on the pillow as she slipped into her eternal sleep.

The tears continued to flow down Dad’s face but this time it was accompanied by a smile. A broken-hearted smile. An empathetic smile. A loving smile. A heartfelt smile. A smile that knew that his 12-year old daughter was finally pain-free, in a better place.

“You were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, Charlotte,” repeated Dad.

“The most beautiful thing in the world.”


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