memories

I remember when my mom was getting married. When my mom was dancing with her dad she looked gorgeous.Everyone was watching my mom, she was wearing white like my dad. My dad was with a cane and with a white suite. It was the best time of my moms life. My moms sisters were there and my moms mom was there too. My mom had to throw the flowers and someone had to catch it. Then they went back to the house, and they lived happily every after.