Weddings

One of our best friend's daughter got married this evening.  It was an outdoor wedding and as all weddings are, it was beautiful.  The minister who did the ceremony was a good friend as well and his words were so touching.

There is something about weddings that is both happy and sad.  You see the bride and the groom full of love and hope, you see the parents usually happy but maybe a little apprehensive about the future of their young ones.  You see the grandparents, often frail, and just thankful they lived to see their grandchild's wedding.  You hear the vows and it is a reminder of how strong those words are you uttered so long ago.  You know the couple  will have good times and bad and you hope they make it through.

Our wedding, forty three years ago was so different than the one we attended today.  We drove to the  minister's house, changed clothes, said our vows, put our tee shirts and shorts back on, hit the local 7-11 for Boone's Farm wine and a pack of Twinkies and headed to the beach.  We were fearless and knew in our hearts that together we could make it through anything.  So far we have.

I hope your Saturday has been a good one.  I hope your Sunday is one of peace.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams