Chicken Soup For The Bride's Soul - Plot & Excerpts
Euripides “I feel sad that Dad won’t be able to walk you down the aisle.” I swallowed the small lump in my throat as I glanced at my sister. Before our father had Alzheimer’s disease, I could never imagine saying this to my sister, but a possible wedding was only one thing that had changed now. Dad’s frequent hospitalizations that spring kept our entire family in a state of tension. We began rotating shifts, doing all we could to help on the home front, preparing meals, answering phone calls and making hospital visits while telling Dad repeatedly where he was and why he was there. Cara and I had left our parents’ home that evening and stopped at an intimate café to unwind. As we listened to the outdoor music, I thought briefly about my own wedding day. I remembered that just before we stepped down the aisle, Dad whispered, “You look beautiful, just like your mother.” I remembered how special I felt at the reception when it was time for him to dance with the bride. I remembered.
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