On Saturday, my eldest child took a beautiful young woman to be his bride. There are no words to describe the happiness I have in my heart for them. Knowing that they are truly in love and support one another is a great feeling. The one thought that rises to my mind today is that their wedding day was one of the happiest days of my life.

About a week before the wedding, my son was working back in their college town and my daughter-in-law was here doing the final planning for the big day. I called her to see if she needed anything, and she got teary. She simply said, “I need him here.”
In that moment, I knew. I mean, I knew before that they were meant to be, but when I heard that yearning in her voice and recognized that need a woman has for her soulmate to be right by her side in that moment? I KNEW. She didn’t need him there to tie any bows or arrange any flowers or fix anyone’s hair or talk to the caterer or the baker or the wedding planner. She needed him there just as surely as she needed air to breathe or water to drink. My heart was so glad at that moment.

My MOG gown turned out quite nicely, despite the fact that my body had to be underneath said dress. One of my best friends did my hair and another did makeup for me. I was relatively calm the whole day, really. My family thought I was going to be all freaked out and stressed. (They always think that. And, yes, I know why they do, but GAH.) The pews were absolutely packed with people. At the moment the bride appeared at the back of the church, all eyes were turned to her, but mine were on my son. He was nervous, that I could tell, but his whole face lit up and he got tears in his eyes when he saw her. (NOTE: Even then, I didn’t blubber and bawl. I cried, because OF COURSE I CRIED. But I didn’t blubber and bawl. Can y’all believe it?)

“I have died every day waiting for you. Darlin’ don’t be afraid I have loved you for a thousand years. I’ll love you for a thousand more…”

The past few weeks have been a whirlwind of activity. My friends and family members who made our home their wedding base have all gone home. I’m about to head up to San Antonio for a leisurely visit that will probably include copious amounts of wine.

May God bless my son and new daughter with love, laughter, and all the wonderful things that make two become one.