This past weekend Adam and I drove down to Binghamton to celebrate the wedding of a friend of mine. Stephanie and I met at Bible camp when we were ten years old and became good friends through writing letters after that. Since she lived a bit away from me, we didn't get too many opportunities to visit each other, but we did when we could. I think it helped that my brother Joe and her twin brothers, Tom and Steve, were good friends too. I still can hardly believe that she got married yesterday. Stephanie has always talked about getting married and has been one of her dreams. It's just weird watching my friends walk down the isle. Maybe not weird, but it's sinking in that we're all grown up now... and that's the weird part. Weren't we just playing dress-up, giggling after dark, licking the last of the cookie dough from the bowl, dreaming about "true loves", and being silly like girls are? Now it's time to be big girls and take care of our own homes and our husbands and even little children. No more playing dolls for fun... except when there is another little girl to play with. I suppose this new phase of life we find ourselves in can be just as exciting or adventurous as it was in that first young phase. I just find it hard to believe that I'm not a kid anymore and neither are any of my friends.Anyway, I started out this post meaning to say what a beautiful wedding it was and how pretty Stephanie looked. Guess sometimes I can go off on a tangent. It truely was lovely and may God bless Stephanie and her new husband, Stephen.
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I know what you mean. It doesn't seem like that long ago that I was the one getting married and my little niece, Bethany was only a little girl of about 6.
Ditto what Aunt Priscilla said. I should blog about my little niece, Bethany that was in my wedding at 6 yrs old. To me it seems like such a short time ago. When you got married a year and a half ago, I kept thinking, "This can't be"! Looking back on my life it seems to be flying by. Now when I look in the mirror, I can see wrinkles forming where my skin was once smooth and young looking, my children are in middle school, and my sister is going to be a grandma! How weird is that!
Maybe one can tell when she is grown up by the fact that it seems just "yesterday" that she was a child herself. I'm not quite sure when I grew up... Likely somewhere between the birth of Bethany and Josiah... but then again sometimes I still feel like a child.
Yeah... that post made me feel old! LOL. But old isn't always a bad thing....
Where oh where does the time go?
Grown-ups, Hurmph! I swear I never want to be a grown-up. I will keep the elf in myself alive and active as long as I have a breath to tease with.
Good point Gmj! I suppose I'll never really be grown up either... But I guess I must be an adult to be married, with my own house, and a baby on the way...
What a sad little story and way to look at things.But I am sure that we will grow to love this stage too. I hope that our kids and husbands like each other so we can continue getting together and continue being silly girls together until we are old and gray.I will be here for you Bethy!!I am soooo glad that you could come to my wedding!!
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