The day of the wedding arrived and it was cold and wet, with lots of things to do. Our dear, dear friend had a serious medical issue the week before the wedding and that added an extra layer of stress and emotion to the week. She is doing okay and I was able to visit her in the hospital, but it definitely added to the craziness of the week.
We were exhausted heading into the weekend as it is a crazy time at work, and having to do all the setting up and arranging. With it being at our school I pretty much had to handle most things, and that is why I hired one of my co-workers to be helpful. Catherine was bridesmaid and was getting ready with the girls, and of course Thomas had all his buddies with him. I was grateful that Andrew and I were actually able to get ready in a different building. It gave us a few minutes of quiet, and I was so grateful that Emily co-worker) was there to handle things. Andrew and I shared a few moments together, then we walked over to the wedding area. Andrew and I took seats in the front row. Our mothers were behind us, and we were joined by my sister and few good friends behind them. Thomas's groomsmen consisted of his cousin Ryan, two friends I didn't know, Thomas's childhood friend Joseph, and our good friend Nick who is Thomas's godfather and was in our wedding all those years ago!
As we sat there waiting for the wedding to begin, I couldn't help but reflect on the craziness of the last couple of months. In many ways, I was grateful that it all happened so quickly. I'm a fairly sentimental person, and I know that I would have spent too much time being emotional about my "baby" getting married. While I worry that Thomas and Lyndi are so young, I'm happy that they have each other. I'm happy that overall they were reasonable about what kind of wedding they could afford. And my happiness is generally what I felt, right up until Joseph, his childhood friend, walked down the aisle and Thomas and Joseph fistbumped each other. These two have been friends since they were in Sunday School together at age four. They were so close during the early elementary years...and then we moved. And they stayed close...and here they were sharing this incredibly special moment. That one little moment did me in, and the tears began to flow. I got it together though, and enjoyed a lovely, albeit incredibly short ceremony. We had dinner for about 40 of us at a local pizza restaurant where we could reserve a room. I was happy to spend the dinner with Andrew's mom, our friends, and cousin Ryan. My mom and sister didn't want to stay, and that made me a little sad, but it is what it is.
Ryan had an early flight so Andrew left at 5:45 for a trip to the airport. Thomas and Lyndi came over around 11, and we had things to tear down and clean up at school and return to church. It was nearly 4:00 before we were ready to just sit that day. Andrew took the next day off work so he could meet his mom's neighbor for his mom's return trip. I'm so grateful for the people who were there, and for those who helped out and have supported the kids. I wish my family could be a little more on board, but I try really hard to put that behind me. I'm also grateful that Lyndi takes such good care of Thomas, and they really, truly love each other. I'm glad we get along with her, and I'm grateful she enjoys being a part of our family. This is definitely ushering in a new era!