our wrist corsage and boutonniere
Our eldest sweet grandson married his beautiful bride yesterday evening. It was lovely and love filled. They are such a good match.
Carey and I left right after the ceremony, skipping the meal and dance. The venue was really nice, but it had stairs and uneven limestone-paver walkways, and the sun was setting. Cinderella's magic may disappear at midnight, but my magic (and balance) disappear at sundown, at least when the light gets low and I'm on an uneven surface. (Thank you Meniere's disease for this residual effect of that vertigo episode that lasted weeks.)
The experience was worth the angst I had over what to wear. I finished hemming my dress just two hours before we had to leave the house. Why, yes, I am a master procrastinator!
Thanks, Juhli, for reminding me what a joy and a priviledge it is to attend a grandchild's wedding. It got me thinking that my grandparents were not able to attend mine, nor were my parents able to attend Kasey's. I am filled with gratitude that we are healthy and mobile enough to still share special experiences with our grands!
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