O Happy Day!

So, after my recent tirades about less than gentlemanly guys, I have to tell of what happened the last couple of days. It was a great day. After spending Friday decorating, arranging flowers, and singing hymns, as well as numerous other details, Saturday morning dawned to a crepe breakfast. Then, progressing into late morning, foot soaks and nail polish were brought out, and I enjoyed pampering my dear friend Marian, the bride. After a good lunch and an hour nap while Marian went to get her hair done and have lunch with her recently married and truly amazing sister. Two-thirty in the afternoon and curling irons, hairspray, bobby-pins, and pearls were all pulled out and spread among girls. By four thirty we wer all standing out in a fantastically beautiful public garden, rotating in the sun until we were able to move to the shade. Then, faces aching with truly happy smiles, we stood in lines, in pairs, and in groups to be photographed. Rushing back to the church at six thirty, we scarfed food prepared by another lady from church, and then praying (during which I nearly cried), we lined up to walk out, one by one. As Marian's father gave his youngest daughter away, he looked like he was going to cry. Once again, I felt the lump rise in my throat and my eyes filled with tears. I did not allow them to spill over. Marian sang "Blessed Assurance Jesus is Mine" with her whole heart. Her vows were beautiful and the guy is truly wonderful. They balance each other so well. He is attentive, hard working, and a great leader. He has a heart for God, and he loves my friend so much. I loved seeing him watch her every time they were around each other. During her photos, he stood and watched her with a smile on his face that was truly a blessing to see. So, some stories do have happy endings.