Descriptive Writing Excercise

The Wedding

It is a cool, breezy day in March. A wedding is taking place in a Hotel in Kingston. The whole city seems to be in on it as traffic is backed up until three blocks away. Locals are seen across the street “fasting” in the wedding, trying desperately to get a glimpse of the event. Birds chirp, and the sun shines down on the wedding as all of nature seems to be in favour of it. Guests have started to arrive. Fancy cars, waxed until they glistened, roll into the parking lot in their numbers. Relatives and friends the bride and groom never knew they had pop out of the cars like flowers blooming in spring, in their variety of colours. A group of relatives of the bride stand apart from the rest and chatter loudly about their excitement.

The bride stares out the window and her panic level hits the roof. Trying desperately not to loose her composure she takes a deep breath and stares at herself in the mirror. I’ve waited my whole life for this. This moment. This is my time. And John… she remembers her true love, the one who made all her worries melt away and suddenly he was right there with her, comforting her. She had the strength now. Glancing at the clock she snaps back to reality, less than half an hour to go, her mind snaps into gear. She looks back at the crowd of bridesmaids squeezing into scarlet dresses half their size she smiles and goes to do the finishing touches on her makeup.

The procession begins. Bridesmaids and groomsmen stride down the aisle looking as perfectly matched as if they were the bride and groom themselves. A seven-year-old niece of the groom beams proudly and paints a masterpiece on the white runner with her purple and white flower petals. An equally aged younger brother of the bride has a solemn face as he carries two golden symbols of trust. The grooms smile slowly fades and he breaks into a small sweat as a minute of cruel silence passes. The organist glances around for his cue to pipe up with “Here Comes the Bride”. The groom starts to panic – Has she runaway? Is there a delay? I thought we felt we felt the same way about each other – she is the one…His thoughts were cut short by the low rumble of more than a hundred adults turning around in their seats followed by the abrupt sound of the organs cutting through the air. The bride had come. She gave him a wink of reassurance as she slowly made her way up the aisle. The couple gazed into each other’s eyes and it was all they could do to beam at each other, no matter how corny it looked. Finally, the vows came and each replied with the same honest “I do”. Rings were exchanged and finally, it was the moment every one in the hotel had been waiting for “You may now kiss the bride.” Without a moments hesitance the couple shared a passionate kiss and the congregation burst into applause and shouts. This was the moment of their dreams.