Another wedding planning marathon

She’s in love. 

Yes, Kortney is in love, and just in time for a beautiful July wedding!  How is this possible?’

I frequently tell new parents, that the time between birth and engagement is very short. Although, the stretch between a newborn’s teething, and a teen’s braces, seemed like an eternity . . . believe me, the hands of time move quickly

During the past five years, I’ve experienced three weddings.  I have witnessed, first hand, the initial phase of the lovebirds’ engagement and creativity. 

One delivered dozens of roses. Another proposed on the beach with the gorgeous back drop of an ocean sunset. The third tracked into the “enchanted forest” of a snow covered mountain, searching for a table, set for two.

Yes, they were creative and infatuated!

Now, number four is running me ragged. 

Kortney, it just can’t be time for you. You are my sixth child and my baby for so long.

At first, the wedding plans began simple.

“Mom the rings are gorgeous!” 

Now, we are on the MM, the matrimony marathon. 

We are jogging from reception facilities to caterers. We are dashing from printers to florist shops. 

As time grows closer, we move quickly between the bridesmaid seamstress and the wedding gown finishers. This wedding gown is puffy and bumpy, styles do change from year to year.

I’ve spent hours communicating with Patty from the Illinois Bed and Breakfast. On the road, I’m balancing lists of reservations and “which family is in which room.” At home, I’m reviewing patterns for flower girls and finalizing the wedding shower, while white stuff hangs all over the house.

Yes, wedding chaos has visited my home again. It is very noticeable. But there are elements which are not so obvious.

Every moment, when Kortney and Chase visit by phone, I leave the room with tears in my eyes. When I think of another child, marrying and moving to another state, my heart strings are pulled.

The love birds don’t know that . . . because it is a mother’s prerogative and privilege to feel the emotions. I worked hard to get Kortney to this point. 

Parenting children is not easy. Because parenting children is a full time job.  It takes a “parenting doctorate” to finalize a child’s learning in high morals, honor, and respect.

It is hard to let them go . . . but when their relationship and learning are built upon the same high standards, there is an enjoyment which is nearly indescribable.

When I think of these two young adults, who have prepared for marriage (through good choices), since their beginnings, I am overjoyed. They are certainly bound for a very happy life.    

I believe what attracted Kortney to Chase was  . . . his spirituality. He regularly prays, reads his scriptures, attends the Temple, studies hard, and is extremely respectful towards Kortney. 

He likewise treats me the same way, which is very flattering. This is joy. Oh my, here go the tears again.

Plus, as Kortney says, it doesn’t hurt that he is “drop dead gorgeous”. 

Well, time is lapsing while I ramble . . . thanks for listening. I need to grab my hanky, and run.