Son #2 is getting married this Saturday!!
As mother of the groom, other than writing my speech and fretting about fitting into my dress, I’ve had very little to do in terms of prep for THE BIG DAY. I am in awe of both my daughter-in-law-to-be and her mother for all the work they’ve done. The details, the drama…
No regrets not having a daughter at this stage in life – for her sake and mine. I would make a lousy wedding planner. On the off (remote) chance my other two sons might ask for my assistance for their weddings, I’m urging them to elope.
I read my speech to my sister last weekend and she burst into tears. I’m taking that as a positive – no re-write necessary. But what are the chances I’m going to make it through the speech without crying? Slim to none.
My little boy is getting married!!! I know, I know, he’s not a little boy any more. But a mother has the uncanny ability of looking at the young man her son has become and seeing him at every stage of his life.
Ted - always ready and eager to take the plunge