Yesterday was our youngest child's wedding. I cried like a baby.
Because she was so beautiful.
Because a couple of years ago, I was scared she might not survive a DVT.
Because a couple of years ago, I didn't know if she'd ever be able to walk normally again.
She was beautiful, radiant, and, most of all, so happy as she walked gracefully down the aisle on her father's arm. The groom was handsome, loving, and so happy--and ready--to marry the one woman who seems made just for him. Indeed, there could be no other for either of them.
For all those reasons, I wept tears of joy as did many people in the church.
From the Brahma Sutras: "When the one man loves the one woman and the one woman loves the one man, the very angels desert heaven and come and sit in that house and sing for joy."
Love is the greatest of all emotions.