the wedding is over. I prayed for good weather and got it! I also prayed that Brittany
would think it
was perfect and she said she did! So I’m happy!
I choose to be happy about it! Not worried
that some of my friends might be prophetic.
my last story where I talked about having over a year to create “the perfect
wedding”, two friends called me to say, “Don’t worry about it being perfect.
Worry about getting a shower! They each had so many things to do the day their
kid got married they didn’t even get to take a shower!
that almost happened to me! On Thursday, two days before the wedding and the
day the bride and her groom were to arrive, John and I were doing yard work. He
went inside for a moment to make a work call and noticed that our hot water
heater had leaked all over the basement garage floor. The first plumber we
called said they wouldn’t be able to get the kind of heater we needed for a
replacement and even if they could find one they’d need two guys to put it in
and that couldn’t happen before the wedding.
tried not to think that I really wasn’t
going to get a shower on the wedding day as John kept making phone calls.
Finally he managed to find one with both the heater and the manpower who could
come out Friday morning!
ended well, but it was close enough to make me worry about my friends’ other predictions. Each told me that
after months of planning the wedding, the kids go off on their honeymoon and
the mom goes into depression.
some really special moments the day of the wedding. Dan, in a little room by
himself in hiding from the bride, called John, “Mr. John? Do you think you
could come help me get my tux on?” And then John couldn’t leave him by himself
after that. He felt the need to support his new son-in-law.
as she walked down the aisle. (That didn’t surprise me. The surprise was that
John wasn’t crying too!) But as she came up to me, standing and facing her with
the rest of the guests, she walked straight into my arms for a hug and I
whispered, “Don’t cry”. Just like when she was a little girl.
felt like we were closer then ever. But would she still call?
to wonder….Brittany had been engaged for 14 months. She has a 30 minute work
commute and almost every single day during that time she would call me while
she drove home and I started dinner and we’d talk about the wedding. (Along
with hundreds of emails and other calls.)
I wondered the whole time we packed up the car with all the
wedding decorations that night.
As we pulled into the garage at midnight, John’s cell phone
rang. It was Brittany
She wanted to discuss the beautiful day with us. John and I smiled at each
other, put the phone on speaker and settled back to enjoy.
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