Nine days to go. There are a few more details to be done, including our welcome speech for the reception, but I am sure we will have something for Adam to read, while I cry tears of happiness.
Tonight he has another rehearsal at the synagogue. He is confident that he will do well, and I am confident in his skills. The synagogue is like his second home. We have brought him there since he was born, and he feels at home there.
For now, our menus have been picked; the photo montage is complete; the clothes are hanging in our closet waiting for the big day. Hair appointments have been made. The centerpieces are complete.
We are waiting for friends and family to join us from near and far. All who come will make this day very special.
Nine days and counting.
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