To Katie and Christian

This is what I know.
I am not exactly a wedding-dress-fluffing sort of a mom.

Nobody ever asks me to do their hair and makeup, 
(unless they are under the age of five).

I'm not gifted at raising a glass and offering a toast - 
publicly expressing my inner feelings in front of others.

And I have proven, beyond doubt, that I don't know 
how many people it takes to feed a crowd.

But I'm okay with all that.
Here's why.

Last weekend I got a front row seat
to watch my beautiful daughter pledge her heart
to a kind and good man.

We were surrounded by a sanctuary filled with family and friends,
offering their love and support.

I felt God's presence in the ritual,
the music, the message, the vows, my mom sitting next to me. 
Love and hope, amidst the baby's breath and white lights.

I'm not exactly a wedding-dress-fluffing sort of a mom.
But I'm okay with that. That's not so important to me.

What is important is that my family came together to celebrate
the start of a new journey.

Now, in the quiet of my home, I lift my heart and say,
"To Katie and Christian, may God's love forever be expressed
in the love you share."

Forever and ever. Amen.