Childhood Best Friends...

My parents were with me as I watched my childhood best friend walk down the aisle last May. She was 50 and, as the mother-of-the bride, she was beautiful.  We wore the same uniform in gradeschool.  We had the same hair cut in middle school.  We married our college sweethearts, who were fraternity brothers.  We were pregnant at the same time and she had her first child, a girl, three months before I had mine. Her baby girl walked down the aisle three months before mine will.  I had a huge lump in my throat the whole time.  Her daughter was so stunning. How could that little darling baby now be a stunning bride.

My friend, yet again, will tell me how it will go.  I'm so glad she will be here.  I'm in full wedding mode, loving all these ties that bind, friendship, familial and matrimonial.  I do, I will, I woo, I dill.

Comments

[allison]

That reminds me of a story of a childhood friend of mine. When my daughter was born, we didn't have a middle name selected. So I chose a name I had always loved, that of one of my childhood friends-D'Elaine. A few years later, my mother saw D'Elaine and her daughter - Allison!

[SusieJ]

Let's see. I'm 45 now. My youngest is 3 -- my oldest is 11. All of this will be so different for me when I'm sitting as the mother of the groom.
Very thoughtful post.