Well, am about to go to one last family gathering of the towp families for breakfast, then we are headingout for that 12 hr drive back home.
The wedding was beautiful. When my niece came in to the chapel and started heading down the aisle my brother lsot it and was crying, then I look over next to him, my son, the bestman is crying and behind him, the next groomsman is crying. Then you look over to the brides maids and they are all crying. Something must be said about people's reactions to the Groom crying. People kept saying how sweet it was. My Brother is an awesome guy, I am so proud of his accomplishments in life. He has a beautiful wife of whom I know will not do him wrong, but rather stand by him and support him.
My Mother was her typical self, always trying to be the center of attention. Yes, I had hoped that for one day she could think of someone else and not herself. I on the other hand, HUGELY felt like an outsider. Like my pressence there could have gone with out. I after all was not part of the wedding party. I was all alone and just myself as there were no other siblings on our end. I didn't even get a mother son pic with my handsome son as he was up ther in his tux. I guess I am just insignificant. i mean I know it was my Brothers wedding, and though I was ok with not being in the spotlight, it would have been nice to know that I mattered to some degree.
Well, I guess I should stop. I am heading out the door. I will continue this when I get home tonight. I expect to be home around midnight..
Toodles...
