I was so happy to be at Dessie’s wedding yesterday. Lots of things came together to make it a good day. Lots of memories surfaced. Almost too many to put together.
First off. Dessie was beautiful, radiant. The wedding was simple-not a big one as society events go, but with all the people who loved her and her new husband. The decorations were simple: A few candles with white tulle and red roses. Suites were not mandatory. Dressy dresses weren’t necessary for the guests. The spotlight was on the bride. She wore a long dress with a fantastic ruffled train. I took a picture of the train alone!The groom was handsome in a deep red shirt with a white rose on his shoulder. The groomsmen wore black shirts with a red rose. The bridesmaids wore long red satin dresses. Kati’s little girl was the flower girl.
McKenna wore a pretty white dress with a lacy hair ‘doojie’ that had streamers down the back. When it was her turn to walk down the aisle and sprinkle her red rose petals she took one look at all the people, turned around and ran back to the door! Her Aunt Luci had to go take her hand and lead her down the aisle while she dumped hands full of rose petals every little bit! All the while with tears streaming down her face. Poor baby. But that’s just one of the things that make weddings special! Dessie will remember that long after other wedding details may have been forgotten.
The thing that thrilled me most was the intermittent seeping of tears from the groom’s eyes. Any man so deeply touched to be waiting for his bride must love her tremendously. I hope he always remembers that feeling as the years go by.
For this cause shall a man leave father and mother, and shall cleave to his wife: and they twain shall be one flesh Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God hath joined together, let not man put asunder. Matt. 19:5-6
I wish you the best, Adessa and Michael Harris! All my love and prayers go with you.