Today is exactly a year before my son's wedding to the most lovely and kind hearted young lady.
The wedding will be at home, in our barn and in our back yard. Funny when my husband and I first came to see our house for the first time (for the full story of our farmhouse click on "our farmhouse") and I walked unto our back yard I immediately envisioned a white tent in the back illuminated at night. I truly imagined a wedding. Maybe it was a vision or maybe it was because I have seen Father of the Bride too many times to count. Needless to say I am thrilled to know that in a year (God Willing) I will see a tent.
They have planned a simple barn/farmhouse style wedding where we will be making things ourselves and creating as much as possible to make the day as sweet as possible.
The wedding itself has become a healing gift for me. It has become something to look forward to, something to focus my energy on and a happy point in my future. Being a full time caregiver drains you at times of any happiness or idea of having any. This has been a gift.
Therefore I wish. . .
I wish that my son becomes a husband like my own, his father. A man of faith, peace and gentle spirit who loves me more than I deserve.
I wish that his wife may be happy and love him in return and that they may fill their lives with the true things that matter, and children of course, if God allows.
I wish that their lives be filled with compassion for others and may they never take anything for granted.
I wish them love.
Here's to 365 days of planning, creating, dreaming, excitement, wonder and most of all pure joy.