21 years ago, my sweet wife was blissfully pregnant (maybe blissful is over-kill, but let me run with it) with what would turn out to be one of the most interesting humans I’ve ever come in contact with. The day she was born was one of the most amazing days of my life. We have been very close since that day.
The day my wife and I had to say goodbye to her as she began college out of state 2 years ago was one of the saddest days of my life… and even through the tears that day my heart kept begging the question; “If you think this is difficult, what will it be like to walk her down the isle and give her hand to the young man she will choose to be her husband?”
I received word today that the countdown is now on.
So, I guess this is a bit of an announcement: My oldest daughter has accepted the proposal of marriage from a young man with upstanding character and immense love for God. I find myself in an odd place of feelings… pride, fear, and equal parts sadness and joy.