Turn on the waterworks

Today we met with the priest.
And Kjersti, who's been a total cucumber all the while planning this, was hit by nerves like a brick.

Or, not instantly. First we had a (long) nice chat about Love and I, and what to expect from marriage... but then, the rehearsal in church? Sheesh... I have no idea how I'll get through that. I do hope someone videotapes the whole thing, 'cause I suspect I won't remember a thing afterwards.
But I'll cry. That's a given... I couldn't even hear the priest say the vow thingy today without tearing up completely. On with the waterworks already...
And I don't think nodding counts by the way, so I'll have to croak out something. And without looking at Love, 'cause he'll be just as bad as I am, and what good will it do if we both bawl our eyes out?

But it's a wedding... I suppose people are expecting it.

GAAAH! Help!