After last week’s migraine it was crazy trying to get everything packed and ready for this weekend’s adventure. But it was well worth it. Orion said, repeatedly, “My heart is full.” Mine too.
This weekend we were privileged to attend my sister’s wedding. Andrea and Butch have been together for many years now. We’ve certainly embraced Butch as a member of the family and Andrea has also been welcomed into his. There was a lot of resistance to actually getting married, especially on my sister’s part.
Andrea is a proud, capable, and independent woman. She has been a music teacher since she graduated from college (lifetimes ago). She has trained as an EMT and run the kitchen at a Boy Scout summer camp. She is the music director at her church and plays in the orchestra for many local productions.
Butch is also proud and capable. He built his home himself and continues to putter. He’s worked in design and development as an engineer. He’s traveled the world, served in the military and raised a family that includes an adult child with special needs. (His best man at the wedding.)
This is not a marriage about finding a prince charming or a nursemaid. This is not a marriage about needing someone to take care of things. This is not a marriage about need at all. This is a marriage about sharing. Sharing a life together. Sharing family. Sharing joys and burdens. Sharing service, in the church, community, and in the world. Sharing interests and opportunities to learn new things.
There is nothing more delightful than to attend a wedding where EVERYONE is thrilled to be there. The children and grandchildren on both sides fully support this union. My parents are beaming with joy. As Orion so aptly states, our hearts are full.
Congratulations Andrea and Butch. May you have many, many years of happiness and love to share with each other!