Big City Dreams

Addalyn,

I already promised my mom I would wear her dress, with the stipulation that I get to alter it however I wish. That thing is hideous and there is no way I am walking down the aisle in it. However, Sarah has a great design for it. My mom’s just happy knowing the it is made out of her old dress. And it’s a kind of cool idea I think.

Why can’t you just come to Kentucky for like three months. That’s when the wedding is. I know. Crazy soon right? But it’s our anniversary. September 8th. I am getting married under the beautiful falling leaves in the same spot he first kissed me. I know super cheesy, but hey, I’m a hopeless romantic. So yeah, September 8th in the Dashwood’s back yard, the reception in the old red barn. A true country girl wedding. Please come home.

Miss you,
Janessa