This morning, Bob and I attended the wedding of a young lady whose twin was once the love of Andy's teenage life, and who went on to become his Best Sister, and the daughter of my heart. Her twin is also a lovely young woman, filled with the same light as DoMH, blessed with talents as delightful (she is an oboist, while DoMH is a visual artist. They both dance, they sing, they love with all their hearts; DoMH is far less bound by social expectations than her beloved sister, but her sister is far less confined by those social expectations than she once was.
This marriage was in a church; both sisters have a deep Christian faith (one that nonetheless seems to understand that there are as many doors as there are rooms in the celestial mansion.) I put aside my more than occasional irritation with religion, and chose to focus on the joy they took from it.
DoMH walked her sister down the aisle, as their beloved father died last year and their mother is not part of the family. There was much singing. The sermon was a fine one, as those things go. The ceremony, as traditional as it was, also contained laughter, cheers, applause and hoots of support from their friends as they were announced husband and wife.
We don't know the new husband very well, but we saw how happy they were on the dance floor; we know how much his family, from Puerto Rico, has taken Twin Sister to their hearts. It was all very good, especially the dancing. I didn't take part in the latter, because heat - it was 102 when we got home at 2 p.m. - and high heels hit me today as they didn't last month. It was enough to see everyone else dancing. There were young, old, very young, and very old, iced tea for those who couldn't quite deal with mimosas at 11:30 a.m. on a Saturday morning, and much, much happiness
It was a very good way to spend that Saturday morning.
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