She slipped into the long white gown and ran her fingers over the beads, the lace... every detail of the dress. Her hair fell just below her shoulders and a flower rested softly in the curls. Her mother stood before her, breathless, remembering the days of Lacey's childhood. A calmness settled over the room as Lacey's sister took her hand. And then Lacey giggled. And her mother, sister and dear friends began to giggle too. They dried their tears and greeted Lacey with hugs that made them cry a little more. Lacey walked through the door and her heart flooded with joy as Tyler stood and waited at the end of the aisle.