I will continue to write story after story for you Morgan, even though I'm sure I will tell the story as well since once again I had to double my minutes on my cell do to the extreme overages I've been experiencing.
The ceremony: My beautiful daughter Taylor and stunning daughter Morgan standing only feet in front of me was amazing. I was the spectator and not involved and it was a lovely position to be in. So now the everyone in the wedding party is standing up in front of Judge (I use this as if it is him first name) and I can hear Taylor starting to loose it and look at her and she is already starting to cry with Katie poking her in the back...okay so seeing Tay crying, and thank goodness we had our make-up done in waterproof goo as it now would be running everywhere, I have to pull out my handy tissue from my pocket (another reason I selected this particular top..chapstick, tissue, lip gloss and gum all fitting nicely without much of a lump), so I decide to look at someone else and since Morgan has more of a side vision to me I look at Tyler. This was a great choice as well as a terrible choice. His eyes are ready to pour over with tears now. Great, now where so I look??? I pick Judge. I only had to regroup for a few sentences and then could look where I pleased with drier eyes.
What was the best part at looking at Tyler was that I then had the confirmation that I needed as the "mother of the bride" to personally see how much this meant to him and how overwhelmed he was by being the luckiest guy to marry my daughter and how much he obviously loves her. He then got control before he started making noises that the "dudes" would hear and I'm sure never let him forget it.
This is my first of many short stories to share. Enjoy!
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