A Mother’s Reflection On Her Baby’s Wedding Day
As I watched him, I couldn’t help but see every version of him all at once. The beautiful baby I often watched sleep, the defiant little toddler who held his breath until he literally passed out, all because I went in the bathroom or out of his sight for a minute. The little boy who had to be held down on a hospital gurney by a nurse, his dad and I while a doctor gave him stitches above his eye. The skateboarding middle schooler who wore skinny jeans with multiple patches, the kid who listened to The Ramones and the like. He had an extremely tall Mohawk, that I hair sprayed and blow dried pretty much every morning. The quirky teenager who loved to laugh, and sell Mountain Dew & Moxie out of his locker. The boy who joined cross country, was obsessed with ultimate frisbee and earned the nickname “Moon” because he never pulled his pants all the way up. The self taught gamer who went to college learning more about computers, living in a dorm and then off campus with friends, to getting his first grown up job. I remembered how he went on an adventure to Norway, following a dream he had since middle school. I was so nervous when he was out of the country, but I knew his wings were ready to soar.
He’s been on his own for years now and has spent about six years with the girl he fell in love with, but to see him pledge his love to his new bride filled me with pride, and happiness to see his face lit up when he looked at her and yet I felt a little ache in my heart that my baby is truly now a grown man.
As for our new daughter in law, both Mike and I knew from the moment we met her, that she was different than any of the other girls he briefly dated. Seeing Darcy and Jake together just seemed so natural. I had never seen him look at another woman the way he looks at her. He smiles when he talks about her. They laugh together, they seem to balance each other, she understands him and accepts him for exactly who he is. They trust each other, support each other, encourage each other, they are each others best friend and most importantly, they love each other. I truly believe God designed Darcy for my son. I think she was always meant to be part of our family and this weekend’s exchange of vows, made it official.
They were both beaming, they didn’t appear nervous, but giddy. When they stood in front of the officiant, looking into each others eyes, smiling from ear to ear, pledging their promises and exchanging rings, I knew they were exactly where they were meant to be.
As a mom, all you ever want is for your children to be happy, to be loved and to find someone that sees them for the gift you always saw them as. I have seen this with my other three children, they are all blessed with supportive and loving spouses and now my baby boy has the same. I am so grateful.
My heart is full. My prayers are endless for their journey together. That their love for each other grows deeper, their laughter grows louder, that they invite God into the center of their marriage and their home always be filled with the warmth we felt surrounding them on their wedding day. I pray their relationship be rooted in love, strengthened by faith and blessed with a lifetime of joy.
“Therefore what God has joined together, let no one separate” -Mark 10:9
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