No…. I wasn’t crying because I’ve been engaged for almost 2 weeks and I haven’t tried on a single wedding dress yet.

It’s just that every now and then it hits me that I’m doing all of this without my Dad. I see pictures on wedding blogs of brides walking down the aisle with their father and, well… it just isn’t fair, is it?

This is all so far removed from any experience I ever shared with my Dad that I’m even finding it hard to imagine what he’d say or how he’d react. Would he have welled up when we told him? Would he have bought a bottle of bubbly round? Would he have taken Mr. LA down the pub to talk man-to-man?

Cancer sucks. It really does.

One wedding detail we have decided on (despite the tears) is our favours. You can forget sugared almonds, I want to help make sure that other brides can have their Daddy by their side on their big day so we’ll be making a donation to Leukaemia and Lymphoma Research instead. Loveaudrey xxx

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