I was watching this advert on the telly for cancer research. There are all these people, like a 9 year old boy on a football pitch, and an old man holding his newborn grandchild, etc, saying "I shouldn't be here.", and then there was this young woman in her mid twenties, trying on her wedding dress, saying "my mother should be here." and it makes me want to cry every time I think about it.

My mother has been so great during the past year, I couldn't imagine getting married without her being there. It takes a stupid advert like that to make me realise how damn lucky I am to have such a wonderful mother, not to mention father, and a wonderfully supportive family all around me.

When I sit and daydream about my wedding day, I dream about getting ready, with my mother helping me. I dream about putting on the most beautiful dress I'll ever own with my mother, and my bridesmaids with me. I dream about walking up the aisle on my mother's and my father's arms, towards the man I love. I dream about my family watching me as I declare my love to my fiancé, and as he declares his to me.

I don't know how anyone could get married without their family around them.

It's going to be two months on Monday. Scary, but at the same time, I can't wait. Part of me is thinking how similar it is to the run-up to Christmas or a birthday when you're a kid. It takes AAAAAGES to get there, and when it's finally there, it's over so quick, and it's never as good as you thought it would be. I'm hoping that this day will be every bit as amazing as I'm dreaming it to be, but I know it'll be over soooo quick. And it seems like yesterday that it was six months away.

So in two short months, I'm going to be married, and then three months later, I get to see my brother getting married!