As we got closer to the entrance of the big white tent where my wedding was about to happen, I could feel my dad's grip on my arm getting tighter. He was glowing with joy and pride, excited that our families were finally coming together with the Vincenzos. If only he knew how scared I was. I felt like I might either throw up or run away at any second.

When the fabric at the entrance was pulled back, I got my first look inside. There were so many people! Hundreds of guests lined the ...