I haven't posted since the wedding day, as I've been resting with occasional bouts of cleaning up the remains of the celebration. This morning I was reading posts on Facebook from young mothers who were lamenting the end of summer as they prepare their children for the beginning of yet another school year. Gosh, those days seem so long ago for me, though I admit, I was always giddy with delight about the start of a new school year:)And my Saturday was somewhat similar. It was the wedding of our youngest daughter. Through this whole process I kept thinking - Yes! this is the last wedding I'll ever have to prepare for - until I saw her coming down the aisle with her father. I was overwhelmed with the realization that yes, this truly was the last wedding of our last child & I wanted time to move much slower than it was. I didn't want to miss any aspect of this wonderful day. Bawled like a newborn I did. But trying to hold on to what was is not good if you want to be able to accept what is.
Faith's new sister-in-law Marci sent me this photo of the bride waiting in the Pollard Room at St. Paul's for the beginning of the ceremony. She looks so calm, so sure of what she is about to do.
And now she is married to her wonderful Christopher, her soul mate, and I'm here putting away all the odds and ends, realizing that joy is found in new beginnings.
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