Who would ever think that showing a token of your love would be so stressful. As I look back at the photos everyone looks so happy and everything seems perfect, but what those photos do not show is the anxiety and problems that come up when having a wedding. My brother, Jason and his fiancé Elena set the big date about a year ago and that experience became the first feel for me with dealing with the special day that all girls wait for. Well let me speak out right now about that dream that we grow up with, there is so much more to this occasion that is not told.
             Between the picking of the dress, invitations, cakes, flowers, colors, catering services. I could go on, but then I would have a paragraph with listing everything that the bride has to decide on because that day is all hers and it has to be perfect. I understand that a bride should have the power over everything dealing with her wedding, but for some reason she turns into a completely different person and starts to grow horns. My sister-in-law was the same way. I happen to be one of the lucky ladies of the wedding that was chosen for a bride's maid, which basically means a brides slave. The time came and we started early morning. I felt like a chauffer, first to the hairdressers, than to her moms, then to the church and the whole time it was "Do this Erin, Do that Erin". She was not the same person, she turned into a greediest human I have ever met. We finally made it to the church and we were trying to get her into her dress and nothing was right to her. Everyone was doing everything wrong. One minute the girl was yelling and the next she was crying. I really felt like slapping her back into reality. Finally the time came for her to walk down the aisle and as she was leaving the monster turned back into the sweet and caring Elena that I knew and while she was hugging me before the long walk she said w
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