Wedding!

The rain beat down on the windshield relentlessly. We were headed to the wedding of our granddaughter, Corrin, and her bridegroom, David.  It would take more than two hours to get to the venue over a hundred miles away.

I know our beautiful bride was heart-broken when her plans for an outdoor wedding had to be revised. She had worried over it for days, but finally let it go and went on with a gorgeous indoor ceremony in the rustic, artistic, country venue named Ramble Creek.

We so much enjoyed seeing old friends and meeting new friends, who would become our granddaughter's family, too. Stories were told, including Corrin's dad telling recollections of funny things in his daughter's childhood. I couldn't tell, but I'm sure his eyes misted up a bit with the memories.

The wedding attendants were beautiful and handsome, but I only had eyes for our stunning granddaughter, Rachel, and grandson Reid, resplendent in his vesture.

My eyes misted up, too, as the couple took their vows, repeated their promises, and listened intently to wisdom from the officiant, the groom's minister father. Soon the vision of loveliness was sweeping down the aisle on the arm of her bridegroom, to our applaud and admiration.

What fun and joyful conversation was had at our table of eight family members while we welcomed the delicious dinner and wedding cake! All too soon, it was time to go, but not before the beautiful bride came to the tables with hugs and appreciation, followed by the Maid of Honor, her lovely sister, Rachel, hugging us, too.

The ride home in the cold, rainy dark was largely ignored as lighthearted conversation filled the car with warm memories of this special, unforgettable occasion!