Everyone's wedding day is memorable and mine was no exception -- an idyllic island setting, sunshine sparkling on an azure, Caribbean sea, exotic blooms scenting the air, the man I adore by my side and (somewhat astonishingly!) Sir Richard Branson generously acting as our witness.
Easy to forget is the reason you are celebrating this special day as you get caught up in designing stationery, choosing a menu, deciding on the dress, the cake and the all important suppliers who will be producing your event.
Last December, San Jose, CA hairstylist, Jen Bulik, received the worst news possible and was diagnosed with stage IV lung cancer. She and her boyfriend of six years, Jeff Lang, a yoga instructor, decided to marry as soon as possible.
Like a lot of women, I've been dreaming about my wedding since I was a kid. Back then it had very little to do with the commitment and more to do with the party, the colorful details and, of course, the dress.
Mine was the kind of wedding that little girls dream about. Exquisite floral arrangements and tapered candles lined elegant tables in the ballroom of a luxury hotel. It was somebody's dream wedding. But not mine.