Ah, weddings are such happy occasions! One might ask, "Then why is the boy in the photo so sad?" Perhaps the bride was his true love, the object of all his young affection, and sadly she was marrying his arch rival. Or perhaps he didn't want to see his best friend marry at such a young age. Who can tell the secrets of this tender soul? I suppose he could be asked... I wonder if he would even remember why he had such a sad heart on this day, so many years ago. My Grandpa was such a sweet looking little boy, don't you think? He probably just didn't want to be the ring bearer in his aunt or uncles' wedding. But he, most likely, was the cutest member of the bridal party... but then, I am rather partial.
Speaking of weddings, in April I am going to Texas for my cousin's wedding. She is marrying on April 22nd and I just bought my plane ticket yesterday. I am so excited! It will be the first plane trip I have taken since I was six and the first time I'll be traveling alone. Unless Mom or Adam decide to come with me. But that is doubtful. I'll leave Tuesday right after work and come home Sunday before having to go back to work on Monday. Long enough to visit, but hopefully I won't get in the way, as they are sure to be very busy. It will be great to see everyone again. I can't believe I'm really going!
Thursday, March 16, 2006
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Why was the little boy looking so distressed? Well, I know that in one of the two wedding in which he served as ring bearer, he thought he was marrying the flower girl. Perhaps, he really didn't know her well enough to feel he was ready for marriage. Perhaps he didn't know how he could possibly provide for her well being. Or perhaps he was just plain tired of posing for the photographer...
Grandpa told me that he was sad in this photo because he thought that he had just gotten married to the flower girl, and he didn't want to marry her. What a poor, confused soul he was! He laughs about it now.
I see why the poor chap was so distressed! I would be too if I had just married somebody I didn't want to marry!
Imagine trying to support a wife at age three! That would be a bit overwhelming.
I'd say!
Puboh!! I mean, "Poor boy" (puboh is my word verification).
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