My niece got married over the weekend, and family weddings mean that you get to see, well, family. We also got to catch up with friends we haven’t seen for a while. My niece was beautiful, her mom was composed, and my dad felt well enough to attend the wedding and offer the final prayer. We left exhausted, but it was the good kind of exhaustion. There was lots of love in that room.
But the best: my two daughters and their families came, which let me have some precious time with my granddaughters. The two-year-old sat on my lap for a while as we shared a cake pop. Both of them are beautiful, and we’re going to be great buddies when they get a little older.
After such a weekend, it’s fitting to praise God for his blessings. (And besides–it’s just about my favorite song.)