Nature_Essay

Christine A. Durham ENC1101 A Deeper Insight into my Own Nature I took a deeper insight into my own nature when I was in my sister’s wedding. I never thought I was protective of my sisters until this day. It was drama and chaos leading up to this day but I thought her best friend would think of someone other than herself. I arrived at the church at eleven twenty. All the bridesmaids were supposed to arrive at eleven so I was hoping I would see everyone. When I walked to the back where we were supposed to meet we were missing a few bridesmaids but that was to be expected in this imperfect world. Some of the bridesmaids were getting their makeup done and some were waiting their turn. My sister had not arrived yet because she had more errands to run before she arrived at the church. I knew I was number six to get my makeup done so I walked in the chapel to see the decorations. They were beautiful! Lilies were wrapped in black ribbons on every other pew with black and white sheer fabric connecting each pew. Two angels lit up the front of the chapel where the bridesmaids would be standing. Red poinsettias were on the stage where the bride and groom would be standing sharing their vows. That was her splash of red that she wanted to go with her black and white. Then I laid eyes on a Christmas tree. Shaking my head I realized that the church forgot to throw away the tree after Christmas and the New Year. That was the only eye sore in the chapel, but it was too late to dispose of it now. I chatted with the bridesmaids until it was time to get my makeup done. The bride requested that all of the bridesmaids get their makeup done by her makeup artist so everyone would look the same way. Now it was time for us to get our dresses on. After I put my dress on I helped the other ladies. The time was winding down and I realized that we were missing three bridesmaids. One of the women was the maid of honor the most important person to the bride. I was wondering how she could be so late to her best friend’s wedding. My sister arrived and she went to the room that was to be hers to get dressed in. I made sure that I made her as comfortable as possible before the wedding started. My palms were sweaty but I kept my cool while I watched her makeup being applied. While I didn’t want her to worry, I informed her that three of her bridesmaids were missing and its twenty minutes before she was set to walk down the aisle. She realized that her maid of honor’s absence, because she was supposed to help her get dressed. A woman dreams about her perfect wedding and everyone in the room wanted to make sure that her dream came true. I left the room and walked in the main area of the church where the wedding party was waiting. It was noisy, everyone was talking amongst themselves and guests were still entering the church. The wedding coordinator kept yelling “Get in places everyone its 2:50 and we are going to start on time!” I looked over the main area to see if I saw the three missing bridesmaids. I ran to the Sunday school room where my sister was waiting, and I gave her a concerned look saying they haven’t made it yet. I felt bad for her because I knew she was disappointed inside, but she shrugged and said, “The show must go on.” I ran back to the main area three minutes before the wedding started. Everyone was getting in their places and out the corner of my eye I saw the three bridesmaids walk in the door. They had their own makeup done by an outside party, their jewelry didn’t match everyone else’s, and they added straps to their dresses. The blood was boiling in my body. The maid of honor spoke to me and it took everything in me not to explode. I just turned and held my flower in my hand, with my back straight, and chest out. I didn’t want her to think that we were worried about her showing up or even cared about them arriving late and not dressed properly. The wedding coordinator screamed “Hush ladies and gentlemen its Showtime.” The doors opened, and everything after that is a blur. But when the music started playing for my sister to walk down the aisle everything became clear to me. She looked amazing and it looked like she was focused on one thing, her groom. Tears started flowing because I was happy for her because she was getting the wedding that she wanted and deserved. All the anger, animosity, and hatred I had for her maid of honor dissipated as soon as her foot touched the floor to enter the chapel. My love for my sister was heightened that day because all I did that day was think about her well being, happiness and sanity. All the emotions she could have felt dealing with the chaos, I felt for her. Everyone made sure that nothing that was going on would affect her and we wanted her to have nothing less than a perfect day.