Evey time I watch “My Big Fat Greek Wedding” it always make me happy and sad at the same time.  There are points in the movie that mirror my life.  I’m in love with a Greek man that loves me and is not afraid to show it.  Everyone that knows me and my boyfriend that we have not been happier in years.  It is weird that I would want to marry he but there are occasions where I don’t know if that is how he feels.  I would love to have a Greek wedding where I can dance, drink, eat, and break plats while saying OPHA.  I have pictured what my wedding be like for years.  I would walk down the isle with “In your eyes” and get married by water, when I don’t know if that will happen.  I’m proud of my Polish culture and at the same time I would do anything to be “Greek” he him.  I would be baptized in olive oil so that I could be Orthodox.  Although it makes my sad that I’m like this big huge secret to everyone except one of his cousins.  To his family I am a foreigner and that is sad to me.  At times I don’t know if his family would like me.  His mom reminds me of the dad in the movie I have been told that she would hate me because I’m not Greek.  I don’t know if I would ever be excepted by his family.  At times I don’t know what to do.