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Friday, January 9, 2004

What I want for them is mostly what they want for themselves. I want them to be happy, and healthy, and successful in every way. I can't do any of that for them, but tomorrow they will promise to do as much of it as they can for each other. They work every day at their relationship, and so they're not going into marriage blind to the rocky road it can sometimes be. That doesn't mean they'll be able to foresee every bump, but it might help them overcome the obstacles.

I've written about Tammy and David so often here that I'd be repeating myself if I said how lucky they are to find each other, and how happy I expect them to be, and how much I hope they'll let me help them when they need it. I've posted entire entries about David. I've felt close to him all his life, and I'm proud of the man he's become.

I'm not sure I've said enough about his parents, though. They're the ones who are making so much of this possible. They gave him a solid foundation and a loving home. They've supported him in all his many passions and interests over the years. And now they're giving both of them this massively complex wedding that has consumed them in so many ways for the last few months.

It's my good fortune to be part of this family. I haven't been married and I don't have a child, but I'm part of the lives of the most amazing couple, married at nineteen and still happy and together over thirty years later. And I have two nephews who have been the lights of my life and who have filled it with incredible joy. As of tomorrow, I'll have a niece and two grandnephews officially added to the family (although they've all been part of me since I met them).

This isn't my wedding in any way except how close I am to all the people involved. I couldn't help much with the wedding itself, but I hope to be of some help with the days (and months and years) afterward. Or at least I hope to be there to see what happens, and that's another reason I'm eating better lately. I have a lot to look forward to, and I want to be around to see it.

9 January 2004

David doesn't have to walk down the aisle. He just stands and waits.

9 January 2004

Tammy with the flower girl (Reilani) and the ring bearer (D.J., who is also giving her away, on behalf of himself and Dakota).

Tonight was the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner. Although I'm not officially part of the wedding party, I'm escorting Mom down the aisle just before John and Suzanne, who will be the last ones seated before the attendants start filing in. So we practiced that, and then we had pizza. (Photos of the rehearsal dinner are here, but you probably won't be interested unless you were there.)

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Nature gave me an excuse to sleep in this morning. The latest storm knocked out my electricity some time during the night. I didn't know it until I woke up and saw the clock radio flashing some impossible time. I knew it wasn't two anything. My watch said it was almost nine (so it's a good thing this didn't happen Tuesday when the auditor showed up at exactly almost nine). So I stole an extra hour and a half, just when I needed it most. And I did it without guilt, the best way.

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One year ago: Dampened
"It's looking like time to start listening to what my car is trying to tell me. I'm old, I'm tired, I'm ready for the pasture. (That's the car talking, but it's pretty much the way I feel myself these days)."

Two years ago: Muffled
"Are parents who see their baby crawl for the first time any prouder than they will be when the baby takes its first steps? Is it any less of an achievement, in context, than a child running her first race or winning his first tennis match?"

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