I haven't updated this blog in awhile because I just haven't felt like talking about what's going on with me. I had a miscarriage July 31st at 9 weeks. This has been the hardest season of my life. I'm sure one day I'll be able to talk about it and share what the Lord has taught me and how he healed me, but not today. So since that subject is too private to share about right now (at least on a blog, please ask me how I'm doing if you see me, it's nice to know you care) I'll go on and report the good things that have been happening.
My sister is married!! She sealed the deal with Danny September 6th in the beautiful G.L. Johnson Chapel at Peoples Church. The festivities started Friday night at the rehearsal dinner. Danny has a big family and a lot of people came in from out of town. So to include everyone the Schwandt's hosted the dinner in Ground Zero Cafe which had enough room for our 50+ crowd. It was a special time of fellowship and sharing great stories about the bride and groom. Saturday morning Leah and I went to get our hair done together. She was first in the chair so I went to Uncle Harry's to get us breakfast. It's a humbling experience to go to the Fig Garden location with no makeup on and hair that I had slept on, but it was my duty as Matron of Honor to keep the bride happy (and I was starved too). Back at the salon everyone was so friendly and kept coming by to see how the brides hair was turning out. The stylist did a wonderful job and her hair turned out picture perfect! We arrived at the chapel on schedule and had so much fun getting ready with the other bridesmaids and our mom. When it came time for the ceremony I was so nervous. I just didn't want to break into the "ugly cry" when Leah walked down the aisle with our dad. I made it up the stairs without tripping on my dress and turned to watch my handsome son walk down the aisle with 2 beautiful little flower girls. Then the bridal march started to play (the loud organ version) and my heart raced. I was so glad nobody was looking at me because my face kept contorting as I tried to remain calm, breathe, bend my knees, and not cry! Danny's uncle opened the ceremony, Dad handed Leah over to Danny, and Dad moved to the stage to perform the rest of the ceremony. Dad and I, who were voted most likely to cry on stage, made it through the ceremony with just a few tears. Dad put so much thought and prayer into what he said that I think many people were touched. The reception was a wonderful celebration. It looked lovely with all the candle light and flowers, the food tasted great, the guests were a delight to see and my toast came out just fine. Mr. and Mrs. Schwandt stayed until the end and then left for a week in Monterey. I am quite sure that they will live happily ever after =)
