Tomorrow is THE big day…Amanda and Alan will be married, at noon.
I can’t help but spend this day reflecting on all she has become. My gosh, where has her childhood gone?
I miss her face at my breakfast table with her messy hair and smeared mascara.
I miss her tantrums when she was frustrated, somehow a slammed door has become symbolic, it means there is a teen in my house…mad, but HOME. Now she has her own doors to slam.
I miss her eating all the chocolate and using all the hot water. I could go on as writing heals my soul.
But there is one thing that was always “SO AMANDA”…leaving her heels outside the garage door for me to trip on, all 20ish pairs of them.
MY darling daughter: May God bless your marriage with endless love, peace and happiness. May he keep Alan healthy and safe during his Marine journey, ALWAYS. May you find in Alan a completion of you, a bond that will never be broken. I am proud to call you daughter and want you to know how much JOY you have given me in your lifetime, I can hardly believe you will be a MRS.
I love you more than you will ever know. XOXO!
On a lighter note, as I wipe these tears away, I had to secretly laugh in my heart today as you appointed me your official ’shoe picker-upper’! Funny, I am still picking up your heels! It was just a silly, lovable moment for me, I HAD TO CAPTURE IT, for you…and me. HUGS!!! My how you still love those heels!
