A wedding! I love weddings!

And not Erica.
Sigh.
You'll have to wait for that news.
It's my niece, Genevieve!
Genevieve will marry Damon, and he her, this Saturday in Greenville, South Carolina.
I am so excited.
The only thing better than wedding days are the days babies come.
Several times in the past few weeks when I've thought about the approach of Gena's wedding, I've become verklempt.
Because to me, she'll always be the baby standing silently in her crib.
In the dark.
In the middle of the night.
Watching me.
It wasn't that Gena was a strange baby; she was adorable.
She's just always been a bit of a character, our Gena.
In the week or so before my marriage to TG in June of 1979, I stayed at the home of my Aunt Linda.
My sister was there too, and her two little girls: Elisabeth and Genevieve.
Baby Gena and I shared a spare bedroom in the basement of my Aunt's house. My sister had set up a crib up for Gena at the foot of the bed designated for me.
I was pretty tired every night, but Gena never was.
I'd wake up at all hours and, when my eyes adjusted to the dark, I'd realize that six-month-old baby Gena was standing in her crib, just watching me.
I don't remember if I said "Hi," or went back to sleep without speaking. Gena has no memory of the event.
Genevieve is the fourth of my sister's seven children to marry.
There was a broken engagement a few years back which put our Gena back to square one, so to speak.
Until sometime last summer -- I don't remember exactly -- when Genevieve and Damon met on a flight from Charlotte to Chicago.
And the rest, as they, say, is the stuff (nuptial) dreams are made of.
Now I, Gena's eccentric Aunt Jenny, have been known to glom onto a mushy country song or two or ten.
I'm not sure why the 1998 Mark Wills classic I Do (Cherish You) popped into my head this morning, but it did.
Serendipity, perhaps? I don't know but it induced me to pull out my own wedding gown and look it over.
The last time I did that, Gena was probably an eighth grader.
The dress seems to have shrunk, and my veil looks as though Miss Havisham used it and forgot to get it dry cleaned.
C'est la vie! Vive l'amour! Love and marriage. I'm all about both.
And so here, dedicated to Gena and Damon in their wedding week, is Mark Wills himself singing I Do (Cherish You).
Come Saturday, I'll look up and there will be baby Gena again. Only it won't be dark. I can already see her radiant smile.
And a few days after that, I'll have some pictures for you of the lovely bride and her handsome groom.


Reader Comments (6)
Have a lovely time, at the wedding!!!
♥ Gentle hugs ♥
I love the story of Gena as a baby and how she found her guy! Have fun at the wedding!
I think we need more of the "met on a plane" story.
Oh this is so wonderful. It's a good time to be in love and get married. You would give us more lead time if it were Audrey Right? Have a wonderful time.
How Wonderful for her! Can't Wait to see your photos of the wedding Girl!
hughugs
Congrads girly!..post pics asap!! ((HUGSS))