After meeting at the church for the rehearsal, we headed over to The Houstonian for a beautiful dinner and conversations with so many people. I'm feeling relaxed, happy and full of gratitude. I'm not in a hurry, either, for this day or tomorrow to go too quickly.
I found it quite interesting to see my place as father of the bride. This is a different experience than just attending the wedding. What I did over the last 24 years as a dad played a part in her life (in whatever way that is -- and I'll never really fully know) such that Lauren is happily ready to be married. And I'll have the honor of walking Lauren down the aisle on her right side, hand in hand. I have a feeling I'm going to cry on that walk to the altar to give her to Ryan.
I have Sharon's wedding ring with me. I am going to carry it in my pocket as I walk with Lauren. I know Sharon wanted to be here at this event, as she does with Justin's in October. I will imagine seeing her in the church, full of love and bright as a star, beaming her love for Lauren and Ryan. I can imagine Sharon holding my hand and trembling some with excitement and expectation.
At dinner I had the honor to speak with a number of young men just leaving college to make their mark on the world (Ryan's friends and relatives) and sit at the table with the grandparents to hear their views of life and their hopes for the younger generation. Just listening and talking and exchanging ideas. I see the transition for myself and the parts I've played. I see how the cycle continues as these young adults now start their life after college. Getting married, having children and doing as I did over the last 30 years.
Saturday is the big day. I'll have some pics for you.
Here is a shot from tonight with Patti, Katie, Lily and me.
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