WhiteStrat
Don't stare at the eye.
I know...with a title like that, you think this should be in the cave. But I knew it would make you take a look!
I mean: my daughter got married last night--to a great guy--and I performed the ceremony. We've been preparing and looking forward to this night for a year--with lots of preparing lately!
I'm a little less "sad" than I thought I'd be--perhaps melancholy is the better word. But I'm surprised at how unprepared I was for what it would be like to perform my own daugther's wedding. The church was packed--and yet it was as though it was only me and the two of them, looking into each others eyes, making commitments to one another & drawing strength from one another--all as a new chapter in life begins.
The honor was second only to being there when she was born...
Thanks for listening!
P.S. Now I'm broke!
I mean: my daughter got married last night--to a great guy--and I performed the ceremony. We've been preparing and looking forward to this night for a year--with lots of preparing lately!
I'm a little less "sad" than I thought I'd be--perhaps melancholy is the better word. But I'm surprised at how unprepared I was for what it would be like to perform my own daugther's wedding. The church was packed--and yet it was as though it was only me and the two of them, looking into each others eyes, making commitments to one another & drawing strength from one another--all as a new chapter in life begins.
The honor was second only to being there when she was born...
Thanks for listening!
P.S. Now I'm broke!