One year ago, we attended the last-minute wedding of our youngest daughter, Suzee. “Why last-minute?” you may ask. In mid-January 2017 my husband, George, was diagnosed with an aggressive brain cancer: leptomeningeal disease. We were still trying to process the diagnosis of Stage 4 lung cancer.
George wasn’t showing any neurological symptoms at the time of the leptomeningeal-cancer diagnosis, but that wasn’t expected to last long. All four of our adult children freaked out. The whole family did. Suzee, our youngest, had her father write “I love you” on her wrist, and that night her boyfriend Brett tattooed it for her.
April and her family had just moved to North Carolina in September 2016, so she made plans to fly back to California with the two kids so they could have “quality time with Gramps while he was still acting normal.”
Suzee expressed her desires to get married soon so her father could escort her down the aisle while he was still able to walk. We met Brett’s parents, Dave and Roxy, a few days later at a Mexican restaurant. We all hit it off and had a nice time.
That night, Brett proposed to Suzee. Here’s their engagement picture, a selfie:
They decided to get married while April was out here with the kids, which would be in a couple of weeks. Twas a whirlwind from that point on. I took George to various medical procedures (will cover all that in a future post) and he had started chemo January 12th, 2017, so I was busy caring for him and didn’t help plan the wedding at all, except for decorating a box to hold the gift cards:
My niece, Carrie, graciously offered to have the wedding in her yard. It was going to be held by the pool, a gorgeous setting, but a monster storm changed all that, so white tents were set up in the driveway instead. One tent blew into a neighbor’s yard the night before the wedding when a strong gust swooped it up. The rental company had to come out the next morning and replace it. By then the torrential downpour had let up, and scattered showers alternated with bright, blue-clouded skies.
It turned out to be a beautiful wedding, a day to rejoice and celebrate. We pushed our sorrows aside and embraced the joyful occasion of welcoming our new son-in-law into the family.
Joyful ever after.
Happy First Anniversary to Brett and Suzee. May they enjoy every precious moment and celebrate another 60 years.
Note: George’s cancer is basically in remission. I need to finish blogging about his journey, but it’s not easy to write about and it’s taking much longer than I planned. Here’s Part 1, Part 2, and Part 3 if you’d like to read the beginning of the journey.
All four of our children are married now. We have five grand kiddos and are looking forward to more. Life is good and we’re eternally thankful for countless blessings.
What are your thoughts? Do you enjoy celebrating anniversaries and other special occasions? Do you like to go all out or keep it simple? Are you able to push sorrow aside to find moments of joy? How are things going in your life?
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