Weddings

This has been the several months of weddings for us.  Friends' children are getting married, and we have had the privilege of being included in the celebrations. (Unfortunately, we did not take many pics . . . so just imagine beauty everywhere!)

Each wedding was different and had their own special touches, but one thing in common was how each bride chose family members to provide a portion of the music.  Stephanie's cousin, who sang at her brother's wedding also, has matured into quite the soprano.  Wow!  How that large voice came from such a petite woman astounded me . . . she did a great job.  Then Becky's brother, Chris, and fellow lawyer friends, Ashley and Ben, sang solos, duets, and trios last Saturday.  Fabulous! When brother Chris sang Ave Maria as Becky and her dad came down the aisle, I barely held it together.  And to complete the connection, one of Chris's songs, Roads, was sung at Stephanie's wedding by Rachel, the church's choir director.  Very special indeed.

Another thing in common was the two GORGEOUS brides.  Each one had chosen a dress that suited her perfectly, and they beamed when they walked down the aisle.  Their grooms were smitten, as were the guests, and I saw a few tears from the altar.

Outstanding receptions with wonderful music.  The Wedding Crashers and Lost Wax were the two bands . . . both great bands that were easy to dance to.  Loved them both.

Individual touches distinguished each wedding . . . The Boathouse as a reception venue was new for many of us.  The view was gorgeous, the room plenty large . . . highly recommended.  Tennis courts for the other reception?  Amazing.  Anyone who says you can't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear never talked to Patti and Becky.  The tennis courts turned into a magical flashy place, complete with blinking rings, colorful accents, mood lighting, and mobiles.

Proud families and friends put the exclamation point on each one.  Fathers dancing with their daughters made me cry; smiling elated newly marrieds made me happy; bright futures for all give me great hope.  I love these families.  Our children grew up with them; their parents are good friends.  We are so lucky to be a part of their lives.