Last Chance

What started out twelve months ago, turned into twelve weeks, then twelve days, and not too long ago, twelve hours.

I am nervous, apprehensive, wondering if this is really the right thing to do.

The whole thing will take twelve minutes, and after that, what then? Will it last beyond the next twelve days, twelve weeks, twelve months? Will I be fortunate enoough to see this make the twelve year mark?

Mother told me I would have the jitters, but this is really scary, but when I say, "I do" then a new world begins. Am I really ready for this? And what do I do if I have twelve kids?

And to think, I turned down the chance to be a nun.