I warned you that there would be a few more wedding posts. This is the handmade note that Frances sent to me as I was donning my wedding outfit half an hour ahead of the service. Unfortunately - with the lost key and everything - I was in too much of a rush to open the note before jumping in the wedding car with her.
Leading Frances into the church and along the aisle was one of the proudest moments of my life. I had not anticipated the rush of raw emotion I felt at that moment and it was all I could do to stop myself from blubbering like a baby. As you can see from the note, my daughter knows me well.
And, another memory to be cherished by you. There is nothing wrong with blubbering! Take my word for it...I'm an expert at it! :)ReplyDelete
I responded to your comment in your previous post, Yorkie. By no means was I referring to you. I never even thought you would take my comment that way. I'm sorry you misunderstood my meaning... :)
I didn't really think that Lee! I know that you are a well-mannered lady with impeccable manners and because you are very prim and proper - like an Australian country schoolteacher - you keep your worst thoughts to yourself.Delete
Aww, you old softieReplyDelete
All Yorkshiremen are like this. Hard as nails on the surface but marshmallow inside.Delete
I think that it's not just Yorkshire men who are like this. I think it's most men of all origins. You're human and of course such a moment would bring you to tears. It's a primal experience even today when we know quite well that daughters are no more "ours" to give away than sons. Still, there's something deep and moving about the custom. When my daughter May was married, she asked both of her daddies (my ex-husband, her biological father and Mr. Moon, her step-father) to walk her down the aisle. And they did and I cried. I think everyone cried.ReplyDelete
It connected me to all those other proud fathers who have walked their daughters down countless aisles. How wonderful that your May asked for both men to lead her to her betrothed.Delete
What a beautiful note. It brought tears to my eyes . So sweet that , busy as she was, she took the time to make this for you.ReplyDelete
I will love her till my dying day Jan.Delete
How lovely. It shows you are appreciated and loved. A note to cherish forever. (And it's OK for men to blubber, by the way.)ReplyDelete
Is it okay for men to put on blubber through overeating?Delete
I don't have kids so I can only imagine what this must have felt like, but I can certainly see how you'd be on the verge of tears. Frances obviously knows you well! (Not surprisingly!)ReplyDelete
But you are a dad Steve! You have Princess Olga. Imagine walking her down the aisle to marry a police dog called Butch.Delete
It's called a sniffle rather than blubbering. I'm a sniffler. I sniffled when my son was promoted in the armed forces reserve.ReplyDelete
Did you sniffle when The MM wedded you?Delete
Red nailed it - my husband is a sniffler too! And looks pretty grim along with it :)ReplyDelete
Another lovely moment in a momentous occasion. Your love for your daughter comes through loud and clear. And hers for you.
Okay, I will be a sniffler too and not a blubberer.Delete
Proud Dad - maybe as well you didn't open the note until later. (Nice hand writing.)ReplyDelete
You are probably right Sue.Delete