Adam and I got to sit next to Dillon Johnson who we hadn't seen for several years. (That's what you get for moving when a kid is on his mission.) It was a beautiful wedding and I loved that we could be there. I squeezed Adam's hand during the ceremony. It reminded me of us and reminded me of forever and forever is a really wonderful thing.
We hustled home afterward to prepare for the luncheon that was at our house. Eric's sisters, who are not surprisingly lovely women, had helped prepare the food and Janet and I darted around getting things set up and I can't tell you how wonderful it feels to have Janet in my kitchen. I got Leif, in the absence of Braeden, to reach things off high shelves and the lovely Freja and Emma kept asking, "What can I do to help?" It was slightly chaotic but mostly really really great. People thanked us for hosting and I just felt grateful to get to be involved. We were the lucky ones.
I stole the rest of these pictures from Facebook:
|This is Shari's dad, reading a letter Shari wrote to him when she was a little girl. Then he read his response. It was very sweet. There's Dillon in the background and those are...ahem...his girlfriend's arms around his waist.|
Now we have a delicious day ahead of us of more time with the Jorgensens. The only thing that would make this better is if Braeden were here. We miss that kid.