Wednesday, August 10, 2011


The wedding is over. You see, my daughter got married this past Sat. in our backyard, and everything was perfect. But as the happy couple climbed into their car to leave, I was suddenly overwhelmed with the memory of bringing her home from the hospital. tiny, wrapped up against the cold winter winds, and her seat covered with a blanket.
Now she is a woman, starting the next phase of her life and moving on.
And now I'm going to cry again.
Have any of you been a parent at a wedding? What are your strongest emotions?

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