Wedding of a Niece

This past weekend was my niece’s wedding. Well, she technically isn’t my niece, as she is my cousin’s daughter, but that is just semantics. My cousin (JB) has been like a brother to me. When he moved to Colorado, he moved in with me and was living with me when he met his wife.  He probably knows me even better than my actual brothers as not only did we spent time in our youth together so that he knows my early history, but we know what we were like in early adulthood and then have been our only relatives within the same state. Even though we don’t see each other as often as we would like, my kids only know their family as Aunt, Uncle and cousins and same for them with us. 

The wedding ceremony was scheduled to begin at 4 pm.  Due to our starting out a little bit later than I wanted, and coupled with weekend traffic heading into town from the mountains, we arrived about ten minutes late.
An employee of the golf coarse, seeing us dressed for a  wedding, directed us to where the ceremony was taking place.  They were set up just beyond the practice putting green so we cut across that to shave off some precious seconds.
What I hadn’t thought about was how the heals of my shoes (yes, I had heals on) would sink completely into the  well manicured grass as I walked.  I wasn’t thinking about how I was aerating the grounds until we walked back across it when the ceremony was complete and I saw all the holes I had created in the putting green.  Whoops!
holes in putting green
The holes I installed weren’t as evenly spaced, but otherwise looks like a descent representation of my contribution to the course.

The portion of the ceremony that we witnessed was beautiful and touching. As my arrival time was based on when we hit the parking lot and did not include the trek to where the ceremony was, and they clearly started on time, we actually got to see about the last five minutes.  Hey, I heard the “husband and wife” line, so I’m good.

two people fell in love

My niece who got married yesterday, was named after JB’s sister who passed away when she was just 24 years young.  I couldn’t help but think of my lost cousin- her aunt- during the festivities and feel that she was watching from her heavenly perch.
My other cousin (CB) was also in town with his wife and 14 year old son.  His grown daughters were there with their husbands whom I had never met.  Spending time with all of them and sharing stories and laughter was awesome.
the best part of life's journey
My niece started the marriage chapter of her life and we got to connect with family we hadn’t gotten to see or spend time with in a long time.  It was a great wedding.
a wedding is a partyLove Sally
Lots of photos on FB from various family members if you need photos of the wedding.

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