It’s an exciting day for our family. Our daughter is officially engaged. Her sweetheart is an amazing man and we couldn’t be happier.
I remember planning our wedding and having way too many cooks in the kitchen- if you get my drift. I’ve promised myself that I’ll be supportive without being intrusive and my Love is going to help remind if/when it slips my mind. Tee he he.
She’s found a good man and I know he loves her. His family is pretty different from ours. I worried our brand of crazy would be too much for him – let’s face it every family has it’s only special craziness – but he dove right in.
I got a bit misty when he asked my husband for permission to marry her. It’s so old fashion. And respectful. I loved it.
His proposal was romantic and meaningful to their relationship – he asked my opinion as he was planning it – how sweet is that? He wanted to make sure it was something she’d like.
We are definitely adding a wonderful man to the family. Welcome!