Weddings are always sentimental occasions, but this one holds an extra layer of meaning for me. The groom is 7 months older than Kate would have been; I was newly pregnant and "out" about it at his mom's baby shower. I don't know how old the bride is, but I imagine she is more or less the same age as he is (and as Katie would have been). It's hard to comprehend that Katie would be 27 (!) this year -- likely done with her education by now, out & about in the working world, perhaps living on her own, perhaps also newly engaged or even married. She'd be older now than I was when I got married (I was 24).
Generally, I enjoy weddings -- and I'm sure I'll wind up enjoying this one too, in the end (at least parts of it) -- but needless to say, I'm (already) feeling an extra bit of angst when I think about it...
You can find more of this week's #MicroblogMondays posts here.
Sounds like it might be quite the event. I'm sending hugs. It will be hard. But you know what I think? I think the anticipation (which you're already feeling) will be worse than the reality. The actual day will be - yes, hard and a bit tearful (I get tearful at weddings anyway) - but also filled with love and joy and laughter with your family around you. I know you know that. (You said it in your post!) But you might not be able to feel it, yet. So I'm sending more hugs too.
ReplyDeletePS. When I saw your title, I expected a story that you forgot your umbrella and got drenched somewhere!
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