Thoughts on the day

I've been wanting to write, to remember, to put into the words the feelings and events of the day. At the same time I feel myself hesitating. I know I am inadequate, the language I speak doesn't have the words I need to express my feelings. Still I want to capture something, something to look back on when I am old, something that will spark a memory. I want to say something that the kids can read and say "oh yeah!" or "I didn't know that." So even though I may not capture the sparkle, I might not give voice to the tender feelings of my heart I will write so that later I can read.
There is such busy-ness surrounding a wedding. There is months, or in our case weeks of planning. Trying to have things just right. And then finally you're there and what's done is done and what's not is forgotten and you have the day. The day that starts forever.

Our day was beautiful. It was bright and crisp and clear. The mountain air carried the scent of joy, of clean that comes after rain, of hope for the future.

DH and I drove down to Provo to pick up Dani. The drive through the canyon was beautiful. When we got there she was almost ready and we helped her gather her things, carry her dress, check her bags. We were all excited.
Not everything went smoothly that day. While we were gathering Dani's stuff DH realized that he had Abba's car keys. Abba and the car and the kids were in Heber. Groomsman Ryan came to the rescue. He got the keys and drove them back up the canyon.
Other little things went wrong. DH somehow left his black shirt in Greg's bag and never did wear it. The kids were a little scrappy. We never did serve the cake until we were cleaning up (I guess D&G can have a new years party and serve cake!) But most things went so well.

The brides room was SO Beautiful, I can not even describe it. I sat in there alone waiting for D to come so I could help her get ready and just enjoyed the spirit and the beauty. I was so happy to be there, to know that Dani was right and good and worthy. There is no greater joy than to have your children walk in truth. We had a fun time getting her ready and then she went off to be with Greg and I went to wait with the other guests. We filled the room with family and a few friends. As I walked to the sealing room I saw several dear ones who I hadn't seen in a long time. As we stopped to hug and greet each other I thought this must be what heaven is like. To see loved ones, to hug and feel at home. It was very happy.

After the sealing there were more hugs and then we went outside for pictures. It was crazy. We had lots of people and lots of kids but everyone was happy and cooperative (except Lucy~ but that doesn't count). Lucy did enjoy eating snow off the ground though.

When we were done S and J and I went to run errands. All the last minute stuff we realized we needed. I think we finally made it back up to Heber about an hour or so before the reception.

Standing in line was more fun than I expected. It was fun to meet Greg's family and friends and every now and then someone we knew came through the line and that was such a treat.

The food was yummy, the dancing was fun. I enjoyed watching the kids dance. Brother is quite the little dancer. He danced with Dani, with Allie, with Sierra, with kids, with Greg. He even came up to me and said "momma, do you want to dance?" Of course I did.

At the end we all went outside and lit sparklers and they ran through them on the way out of town. Then we went inside to clean up. We had many hands and that really did make light work. We had been cleaning a short time when my phone rang, it was D, she didn't say good-bye and was going to stop in the parking lot after the changed clothes and she wondered if I'd come out and say bye to her. One last hug and she was off. Off to a tropical Mexican cruise, and off to a happy new life.