Alexis Black

Journalism 

Nov. 4, 2009

Inverted Pyramid Tales

Everything was set. Wedding Cake and decorations streaming white all around the Castle. I put on my small ivory dress, delicately beaded. I look in the mirror, my hair is elegantly twisted into a bun and a small tiara sits on my head. Every girl dreams of their wedding day; the white lace, ribbons, and dresses lure us in and cause us to fantasize on the far-off future. My mother was a widow, with two small girls. After five years of being alone she was marrying the man of all of our dreams. Gary Black was tall, handsome, and a perfect gentleman. He was the exact man to father me and my sister. I loved my daddy, but November 4, 2000 i fell in love with another man. When my mom said her 'I do's' that day, we were protected, loved, and fathered. I was that day i realized that i would only love one more man after this. I walked down the aisle, dressed head to toe in white just like a princess; I was the flower girl and i married into a family. Next time i walk down the aisle i will be madly in love again; dressed in white, like a princess. I will be the bride and i will marry a man that holds the same same morals, protection, and love that my dad has provided to our family. November 4, 2009, my parents have been married for almost a decade today, and i can't wait to have what they have.