Tomorrow will be a very beautiful day. Tomorrow is the day that my granddaughter Mollie begins a new phase of living as married woman. We are excited; her parents are excited; her sister is excited; Nana Pat is excited; Mollie and Jonah are excited-everyone is excited!
How wonderful to share the excitement of beginning a new life together, with all the challenges, peaks and valleys and rewards that are found along the way. When I look back on my 56+ years of marriage, I don’t remember the frantic mornings trying to get everyone out the door on time. (I know, many of you are aware of my morning phobia. It is not a new characteristic. Even worse when married to a man who has the same issue.)
I don’t remember the financial trauma that we faced or the personal emotional issues that racked our lives for a period of time. No, I remember graduating from college with a 10-month-old infant on my hip. I remember the little house that we bought and brought our son to live in on a cold December day. I remember the first Christmas in that house and then the 3’ snowstorm that we had the next day. I remember welcoming our second son (Mollie’s proud father) to that home and putting him to sleep in the carriage on the porch. Such a good baby!
I remember sending them off to school and playing in the yard. It seems that I really only remember the times that support the concept of a good, productive life. The bad times are always in the background, but with the help of God, they merely form the memory bank of what I don’t need to repeat.
I pray for a happy life for Mollie and Jonah working together as a loving team to face the difficulties and enjoy the successes. I pray that when they have been married many years their first memories will always be the good ones. I pray that our loving Heavenly Father will continue to pour out His unconditional love on them and their family.
My memories are such because I know that God loves me and mine and you and yours-unconditionally. Thank you for reading. I pray that you have a beautiful day today.
Terri
