Saturday, the big day had arrived….arrived with morning thunder and a wall of rain. None of us were surprised I have to say, even mom didn’t let it get her down. I think she even mentioned something about decorating that ark with wedding hoopla. Thankfully, the rain did slack off enough for us to make it to the house where the wedding was going to be held.
There would be no rose garden wedding, but the sweet lady who owned the house fixed it up rather lovely. It looked like the inside of a cozy English cottage.
There was much laughter and shedding a tear or two as I helped my mom get ready for her wedding. Almost 4 years ago she was helping me with mine. The ceremony was sweet and simple, just the way they wanted it to be.
Afterwards we ate and gathered as a family, some new but now family and just as important and just as loved.
The cupcakes were a huge hit. We had to hurry and take the picture before they are all gone, which seriously if you had blinked they would have been.
The cake for the bride and groom was beautiful as well, and tasty too I might add. Good thing we had non sugary foods to combat the sugar coma.
At the end of the day, looking back we all agreed that it couldn’t have gone any better. Mom was happy and starting a new, much deserved happy journey of her life. I have to say I’m so thankful to be apart of it.
And no one has to know about the cupcakes me, hubby and my godmother smuggled out for later. *whistles softly as the lights fade*