Woke up this morning feeling a little empty. I stepped into my walk-in wardrobe in the bridal suite and admired my wedding gowns, again. Our wedding dinner last night marked the end of 10 months of tedious wedding preparations.
I feel relieved that everything is over but sad that my fairytale has come to an end. I will probably never wear such elaborate gowns again and the three walk-ins last night, may be the last of my last glamorous moments. My bridal bouquet is withering and the pink rose petals on my dressing table look shriveled and browned.
People tell me about how wonderful married life is, but no one warned me about any possible post-wedding side effects.