I had a wedding this evening. The couple live across the street from each other, and their spouses died within days of each other several years ago. Between them they had 114 years of experience in marriage. They are a neat couple, and I enjoyed working with them. By the time they came to talk to me, they had planned out a prenuptial agreement and agreed on the fact that their children would be responsible for medical decisions. They sat through most of the ceremony, as standing was hard for the man. They had a reception at the church following the service.
They had arranged for the pianist to play a special song for the recessional. It was supposed to be small and simple, but weddings always grow. Always. They went from 50-60 max to over 70. Their families were meeting each other for the first time today.
Today we worshiped at the church. I told them that after 3 Sundays away, I was ready to come home. People were glad to see us back. I told Administrative Assistant that I anticipate that I will have a steady stream of visitors tomorrow. She agreed, and suggested I not plan on getting any other work done. I think she's right. I'm grateful I went in Thursday to get a head start on some things. I'm pretty much ready for tomorrow evening's meeting, which will have a long agenda.
Daughter had a good weekend with me, and I'm grateful.