My cousin got married on Saturday.
The whole thing was straight out of Pintrest – alternating bridesmaid
dresses, a sunflower in the bouquet, cowboy boots for the reception, lights
strung across a barn.
I could break it down into pieces, I suppose. Walking down
an aisle in orange heels. Seeing Holly cry. Meeting my 1 ½ year old cousin,
Ruth, and receiving little baby kisses. Learning the “God blessed Texas” line
dance in the dark. Watching the bride and groom dance in the rain.
But the pieces don’t capture it… The whole experience served
as an excellent reminder. The Edwards clan (my mother, her siblings, and all of
the families) is far from perfect, but it’s what I’ve got. And I am blessed beyond
blessed.
I hope those two end up happy. I hope they grow old together
and create something like my family has now.
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