The holidays came and went. With the help of my mom, we put the finishing touches on my wedding.
Tonight is my bridal shower, and I want a simple, intimate dinner with my closest friends and family.
Nothing too crazy or crowded.
The twins are disappointed that I don't want a bachelorette party.
Once I told them I still didn't want to be around clubs and dance music, they understood and left it alone due to my trauma.
"You look beautiful in white, Sam! I still can't believe your wedding is a week away," Rhonda says, finishing my hair. Rachel is doing my makeup.
They are helping me prepare due to my beautician calling and canceling at the last minute. Mom is beyond angry! She told the woman she would never work in this town again. And Rebecca Hallowell's words are as good as golden.