So we did it. We got married and it was so surreal. I kept wanting to get out of my own body and step out and look at all that was going on. There were more people than I imagined. We didnt even have enough chairs set up! It was so crazy.
The beauty of it all was the moment when my dad spoke. Our parents were asked to share their words of wisdom for us. And my dad got up and read a scripture in Kreyol for us and then he told us right there with his hand on my moms shoulder, how immature and unprepared he had been to love and care for my mom. I think, even though no one says it now, but I think it opened the door for healing in ways that never had been open before. I looked over and my brother was sobbing and I...I was so proud. We've made mistakes. My husband included. [see look there it is :) ]
You have to take a stand for your life and go to God and ask him what do you need me to do. what is your purpose for me. I think that even though my dad wasnt there for us growing up, he now can claim he's been there for us when it counted and was needed most. his mistakes, our lesson, his purpose maybe.
I am now officially the Mrs. ..........totally wierd!
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