tomorrow.
currently listening to: miss your love/maria mena.



in about 420 minutes, my family will be waking up. the house will be bustling with activity. there will be lots of running around and panicking.

in about 500 minutes, people will be arriving. lots and lots of people. people with cameras, blowdryers, flowers, boxes, cakes... they'll all be going in and out of the house. there will be more running around and panicking.

in about 780 minutes, my parents will be marching. they will be stopping in the middle, then everyone else will stand up. josh groban's "the prayer" will be playing. there will be tears. lots and lots of tears.

in about 840 minutes, party poppers will be passed around. there will be smiles and tears. there will be hugs. a kiss, even. there will be pictures, for sure. lots and lots of pictures.

in about 870 minutes, people will be celebrating. there will be food. there will be champagne. and laughs, smiles, and maybe a few more tears.

in about 1100 minutes, the day will be considered over for my family. there will be tired feet, swollen eyes, and hearts that are deciding between being happy or heavy. but for sure, it will be a good day.