My brother got married June 30. I didn't know I'd cry. Oh, who am I kidding? I knew I'd cry....just not THAT much. I lost it when Stephanie walked down the aisle. Her dad escorted her, and then her two sons met them half way down the aisle to escort her the rest of the way to Tim. It was emotional, and sweet, and such a celebration of their love for each other. I was a blabbering mess at the rehearsal dinner. All I remember saying was how happy Tim has been while he's been dating her.
There was so much else I wanted to say - like how compassionate and caring and giving he is. I wanted to tell the story about how Tim prayed for Garrison while he was in the NICU. No matter what time of night it was, when we would visit with G in the NICU, Tim always wanted me to send him a picture. He said he couldn't be there to pray over Garrison in person, but he could touch the computer screen and pray for him. But I couldn't get any of that out that night.
So, Tim and Steph, I'll say it now. I love you guys. And I love your three sons. You are both strong in your faith and beliefs, and that is contagious. Tim, I know you love Jon and Micah just as much as you love Hayden. And Stephanie, I know you love Hayden just as much as you love Micah and Jon. Will and I were honored and blessed to be a part of your wedding day, and more importantly your lives. We love you.
I
love this picture because Tim is thinking, "Come on, Will....how many
more pages do you have to go? I wanted the ceremony to be short!!"
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