First of all, I can't believe it's been two months since I posted something on this blog. Well, at least I'm consistent in my inconsistency. I might ascribe it to my general lack of self-discipline or laziness, but in this instance I've got a good excuse. No, really. The long-anticipated October wedding is just a few days away and I've spent many, many hours over the past few months preparing for this moment.
In February I made a vow to lose at least 50 pounds before this event. I did it! I also decided early on that I wanted to do a lot of the work on the rehearsal dinner myself and I did that. I spent untold hours scouring the Internet for ideas. I picked a theme, made the decorations and the invitations, and I canned 60+ jars of peach jam for favors. I've located various and sundry sources for the things I couldn't make. [Thank you Etsy.] Today we travel to Cape Cod for what I know will be a beautiful wedding and a great time with family and friends from all over the country.
In some ways this is the culmination of nine months of planning and hard work. It is also the beginning of a new phase in my life as surely as it is the beginning of a new stage in my son's life. For the first time, he will be a husband. I will have a daughter-in-law. She is the little girl, now a beautiful young woman, I've been praying for since my son was born - the one that God picked out for him and him alone.
A wedding celebrates the beginning of a new life, not unlike the celebration at the birth of a child. This week, we celebrate the beginning of one life from two lives. "And the two shall be as one..."