My Daughter Is Getting Married And I'm Freaking Out
Yep...my youngest daughter is getting married in four days and I'm not handling this very well. Sure, I'm excited and happy for her but cmon, this is my baby. In my mind she's still the little girl I brought home from the hospital twenty-three years ago.
Recently, I've seen people freaking out about their children's life milestones.
Dads are missing their kids who are away for a couple of weeks at summer camp. That's an easy one. Cmon guys...suck it up. They'll be home soon.
Next are the parents already crying because their children are heading off to college. That's a little tougher. I remember my mom crying when I left for college. I didn't understand because I thought this was a good thing. It took me forty years to get this one. Payback!!
Still, no matter how far away they go, they'll come back. Christmas break...summer....when they need money. You'll see them and probably more often than either of you will like.
And for those of you with high school sophomores and you're already freaking out because they'll be leaving in two years...STOP IT!! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!!
Your daughter getting married has a totally different feel. It feels so permanent. She's leaving home and isn't coming back.
I guess it's because I still think of her as the baby who wouldn't grab my finger when I put it in her hand when she was a few minutes old.
I still think of her as the two year old who toilet trained herself in one day and laughed at us when she was done.
I still think of her as the five year old who broke her arm when she fell off the arm of a couch. I told her to get down and as usual, she climbs higher. I can still hear her scream as she was laying on the floor. I can still picture the grotesque looking arm.
That's my baby and I miss that girl. But she hasn't been that girl for a long time.
She's getting ready to start a new life...a new adventure. She's got a guy who loves and respects her and it's mutual. She's got a guy who will be her rock when she needs it...and even when she doesn't. You can see all this when they look at each other. What more can a father ask, right?
Okay...I feel better now. Plus maybe there will be grandchildren in this deal. Yeah! Grandchildren! I really do feel better!
But we still have four days until the wedding. Plenty of time for more freaking. My therapist is on speed dial.
Here's a little wedding music to go along with today's blog.
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