Here comes the bride

Well, where does the time go?  It seems like just yesterday my niece, Mitzi, was a little thing running around in diapers, then playing dress-up in a feather boa and high heels, baking cookies with her favorite aunt,  then graduating from high school, then college – now she is in Jamaica on her honeymoon.  We got back late last night from the wedding festivities in San Antonio.  We had such a great time!  Spending time w/ family, exploring the Riverwalk, the gorgeous wedding and reception- it was just all so perfect.  We got to see my brother’s new house and I don’t believe I’ve ever been in a nicer house –  WOW-  I could spend the whole blog just writing about that house, but I won’t.

I am surprised most about how emotional I was this whole weekend.  I am not a big cryer and here I was blubbering over everything.  Part of it was seeing my niece all grown up and beautiful and getting married, of course.   But I wasn’t expecting to cry at the sight of her sister – a gorgeous bridesmaid- in tears as Mitzi walked down the aisle and again at the reception as the happy couple had their first dance as man and wife.  Leslie feels like she has lost her best friend and I ache for her.   I couldn’t think of anything to say to make her feel better and I’m even crying now, just writing this.  I wasn’t expecting to cry seeing John dancing with his daughter at the reception – he wasn’t ready to give away his little girl, but what cha gonna do?  It was just so sad and happy at the same time. 

Sometimes I just wonder why things have to change?  Why can’t happy families just stay the same age and keep living together always?  I know Clint has been welcomed into the family and soon there will be adorable children to love – but right now- just a little bit, he seems like an interloper that has invaded this family.  I know exactly how they feel because Tim and I felt the same way the first time our daughter brought her then-boyfriend (later husband, and now ex-husband) home for a visit.  It just felt weird having him there. 

I guess it’s only natural for young people to fall in love and move on with their lives, but it sure takes some getting used to.   I guess the benefit for those left behind are the children of the union and the happiness they bring into our lives.  If you want grandkids, you have to let your children grow up.  It’s the way life works, I guess. 

Anyway – it’s a good thing I don’t have these emotional break-downs very often.   My little nephew Casey is getting married in January.   Maybe I’ll be okay by then.

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