WHAT A BEAUTIFUL COUPLE!

The guest sat in their chairs in eager anticipation of the big event at Baldwin College, situated in King of Prussia in Pennsylvania. No, it was not an installation of the President of the school.

The orchestra, a small string set, sat in the back of the gathered, bringing elegance and soberness to a holy event. Today, two people would be joined in Holy Wedlock. It held all the old-fashioned symbolism of tradition, including the meaning of love and family. At the front stood a small round table, adorned in flowers and candles and three wine glasses. TLW (The Little Woman) whispered to me: “See those glasses? They were my Mother’s before she died!” It was special that those glasses would be there, as Megan’s Dad would give her something of her grandmother’s for all her soon to be married life. Like eight years earlier, when Megan’s sister and Matron of Honor Elizabeth evoked the special memory of Grandma Helen, when she married Michael. Megan too had her grandmother’s presence on this special, her special day. If I know Helen, I know she was overjoyed, and looking in on this occasion, as she did eight years ago, a gentle chuckle on her lips, and a smile in her eyes!

A still came over the muttering of the people in attendance, as the orchestra stepped up and played the wedding march, as the big double doors opened up at the end of the aisle.

Suddenly the room was lit with radiance and beauty. All the people stood for the beautiful bride, who, defying description, stood at the entrance to the hall. Dressed in white, and escorted by both her proud parents, Dr. and Mrs. Manning, she moved majestically down the aisle, one slow joyous unbelieving step at a time.

I spent my weekend at the wedding of Megan and Harry Trush. Megan is my beautiful niece I told you about, and I think I even mentioned handsome Harry. Two people who are more suited for each other than any I know.

These are two special people that are loved by everyone, as could be told by the amount of joy expended by everyone at the reception. There was nothing pretentious about this wedding; there were all kinds of people there, as well as little children. There innocence added meaning and joy to the proceedings, and a reminder of what life is really about.

If it was the Brides day, she did a great job of sharing it with everyone. The couple truly loves each other; they are special. Harry was a man made, a joyful, lucky man, whose face expressed all everyone sensed. He had difficulty holding it back! The joy and gladness of this union was with all who attended, and was a true party favor to every guest!

Good luck, long and happy life, and may God keep you two together for eternity.

Tomorrow: Grandma reminds us.