My daughter is getting married this Friday. It is getting hectic, but exciting. I wrote a little thing about what she has meant over the years to give to her that morning and thought I'd share it with y'all as well:
She is so precious � you marvel at what God has done with ten little fingers, ten little toes, and the cutest little attempt at a curl on the top of her head. You love her so much, yet you already know that even as you feel as if your heart will burst if your love for her grows ever so slightly, it will grow...in leaps and bounds for many years to come. You watch her move and think about all the things you will do together: First it will be the books you will read to her (until she starts to read them to you... was she really reading �or- had she memorized the entire book? There will be the games you will play, and let her win...for awhile anyway. (Where did she learn that trick to Tic-tac-toe?) There will be songs you will sing together, and one day ,maybe you think, how thrilled you will be when she wants to share a special song with you. Most of all, you look forward to the cozy times. The times when it will be �just you girls�. You wonder if she will enjoy the same old movies you did, and find out she does. She even laughs and cries at the same places. The time will pass too quickly you think. And it does. There is still much to share and to say, when suddenly it seems, your husband gently tells you, �You really do have to cut those apron strings you know�. I don�t care what anyone says, those apron strings are not made to be cut! It doesn�t matter how hard you try, they always rip...even if just a little bit. It actually starts early; a step at a time. Those first steps seemed so scary. She never seemed to know where she was going and you were just sure she would fall flat on her face if you weren�t there to catch her. It won�t end until she walks away from your watchful eyes and runs into the arms of the man who will hold her heart from now on. �Hold it carefully�, you say �she really is quite fragile.� Yet, even as you say it, you know that she has an inner strength that will take her through the toughest of times. Somewhere during all these years together, she has chosen your God to be her own. She has learned to love Him first, with all her heart, mind and soul, and to let Him meet all her needs. In meeting those needs, He has chosen a wonderful young man to share her life. You are amazed at how much they love each other and how often she smiles these days. She serves a wise God you think to yourself. He has chosen well. Now, even though it still hurts a little to see her go, you rejoice knowing that she is following a God who has a wonderful plan for her life. Besides, you realize, it is just the end of those bothersome apron strings. You have many more memories to make together as she becomes a sweet wife and one day a mother herself. You can almost imagine what it will be like in years to come to see her holding her own little one. She will look so content, so peaceful, so strong. And when you reach out to hold her baby in your arms, you will marvel at what God has done. Yes, there are ten little fingers, ten little toes and that cute little attempt of a curl. You already know ... I am making a honiton monogram for the veil. She will be a beautiful bride! Debbie [EMAIL PROTECTED] To unsubscribe send email to [EMAIL PROTECTED] containing the line: unsubscribe lace-chat [EMAIL PROTECTED] For help, write to [EMAIL PROTECTED]
