It’s done! It’s over! The long-awaited family wedding was on Saturday. (For readers who laboriously read through my “what should I wear” posts, I bought a new dress — no, I didn’t wear my funeral dress, but I did wear my old trusty shoes.)
The wedding was at an urban venue so I didn’t know what to expect. My family was there (again, I didn’t know what to expect).
As I looked around the room I realized how diverse the family is. It was everywhere and in everything. As I struggled with what I should wear (new dress or funeral dress) others did not. There was every level from jeans, cowboy hats and boots, to long evening gowns and nobody cared. Everyone looked fabulous. Everyone belonged.
The wedding party was all in navy blue. It looked beautiful and very spring. The dress styles were all different but the same color including the mother of the bride (who looked stunning!).
People were of different races, nationalities and everything else. It was a striking change from the family of my youth where everyone was homogenized. Back then the differences were the variations of hair color (some encouraged by Clairol) and height. (We had some short people in our family. Not me of course. I represent the old national average!) Being Lutheran stuck out in my proper Catholic family like a sore thumb!
It was a great opportunity to see the other side of the bride’s family who we know but rarely see. Even though some heads were grayer and gaits slower, the old sparkle that we knew from days gone by, was still there.
The biggest difference was in the kids. They aren’t kids anymore. They used to be teenagers but now are pushing 50. They are talking about retirement. How does that happen?
People say you can pick your friends but you can’t pick your family. If I had to pick a family, I would pick the one I have — kind, fun-loving and mostly great line-dancers. (No I didn’t let the beloved husband line-dance. He would have cleared the floor with his swings in the wrong direction!)
May this be the start of a long happy marriage.
Editor’s Note: Sadly I did not take pictures. The few I have are from other photographers and I didn’t feel it proper to post.