Monday, August 1, 2016

Wedding Bells



I wouldn’t have had it any other way, other than if you were still here and healthy.

Michael proposed 

At the beach.  As soon as we got to the beach house, he wanted to go down and see the water, and when I asked for a selfie he got down on one knee.  I cried like a baby, it was not graceful.  But the man is a genius, the ring is gorgeous, and my forever is going to be happily ever after and full of love and smiles.  One of the happiest days of my life so far.

In a way, I felt like you were there to share it.  We had a champagne toast with the whole family afterwards, mom even drove down.  The beach house was gorgeous, Pam did a great job planning.  Everyone pitched in, the food was amazing, the company was outstanding, the memories were fantastic.  It wasn’t the same, we were lonely without you for sure, but I felt very close to you.  I could hear your giggle in the background of my mind some days, I could see your “concentrating in the kitchen” face when I looked at your sister—I know you were watching over us.  And we all stuck together and smiled and laughed and I thoroughly enjoyed myself.  It was double extra awesome to have Bailey and Shannon and the Fritzs along with us—those Fritzs sure are awesome.  I know you and dad always approved of Michael, I’m just glad my dream is coming true and I get to marry the perfect person for me, and in a way I feel like that honors my parents (all of them). 

The wedding planning is coming up next, and for that I definitely wish you were still here.

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