That's the line that struck me yesterday as I sat listening to the priest at the wedding of Lizzy Jones and Tim Abston. The church was small and intimate so it seemed like we were one big family who had come to watch Lizzy and Tim get married. It gave you such a feeling of warmth and inclusiveness.
Here's me and the mother of the bride, Brenda:
We were in the hall shortly before the wedding, and in true Southern fashion, a hip flask full of whiskey was being passed around. Mel had a nip, then I realized I needed a nip before I read one of the lessons so I ran into the room filled with bridesmaids and the bride to see where that hip flask had gone to. Turns out the bride had it -- "Just let me hold that for you a second," I said.
The wedding itself was beautiful. I had a great seat on the side because I had to do a reading so we got some wonderful photos:
I had practiced my reading over and over in the hotel room so I was ready. The priest told me the day before to project so I did my best. Here I am:
Brenda said she would seat me and my husband together so when lightning struck the church when I read scripture, it would just zap the both of us and do the least damage to the structure of the building -- it would have been worse if it had to strike in two locations within the church, you see.
I have been missing the South so much and now that I'm older, I can think about where we should live when the kids are gone. I know I have to keep a small place in England for many reasons but then Mel and I think -- should we live in California? The weather is so good there, no humidity, ocean, etc. But we know very few people there.
But I've spent the week with such loving friends and companions -- it's made me feel a part of a community again -- so when the priest talked about 'growing old in the company of friends,' I thought YES! that's what I want to do.