So, a crazy thing happened last weekend. My baby sister got married. Now, when I say “baby sister”, you are likely picturing a cute old photo of a gappy-toothed little-kid me looking bewilderedly at a newborn on my lap. In fact you should be picturing me in a prom dress looking bewilderedly at a newborn in my lap, because this baby sister is fully a decade and a half younger than I am! You can imagine how the fact that she is now of marriageable age (even borderline, like I was!) has rocked my world.
Romilly, who has always shared a special connection with Aunt Chelsea owing to their shared love of horses and drawing, was the flower girl. Isn’t she beautiful?
The kids all had a fantastic time at what was arguably the most kid-friendly wedding I have ever been to (a play-doh station, games, swings, a candy bar!!!) thanks to the groom being the oldest of five boys. The youngest brother of the groom was Romilly’s little sidekick, the ringbearer, and the second youngest made a perfect little buddy for Pippa. (And I say “buddy” by way of sticking my fingers in my ears and pretending not to notice all of the whispering and giggling surrounding the whole situation, which I was completely unprepared to be dealing with at this point in my parenting career!)
My sister was a beautiful bride, and she married a man who was, once upon a time, a little boy she used to play with in the nursery of the church we grew up at. I almost called it a very happy ending to a wonderful love story, but of course, we all know it is really just the beginning.
Weddings make me all reflective. It really feels like that was just us, a couple of crazy kids getting hitched, just a few short years ago. When I look at this picture and stop to take stock of where the Lord has led us, I can hardly believe it’s really my life. Fourteen years, two continents, six babies, two adoptions… EIGHT KIDS! We could never have planned a life like this for ourselves (and, for the record, we didn’t: our premarital counseling workbooks from way back when put our expectations firmly in the 3-5 children range, that’s 3 to 5 not 3 and 5!), but the Lord had more amazing things planned for us than we could ever have imagined.
As I looked at Chelsea and John on their wedding day, I couldn’t help but wonder what the Lord has in store for them, two hearts that love each other and love Him. You just never know where that might lead!