I think this feast day in honor of the Blessed Virgin Mary is a perfect day to talk about a young couple who began their courtship with a 54-day Rosary novena to Her, in order to discern God's plan for their relationship. I blogged about this before, when I told you their engagement story; but I think it's worth a quick re-tell today. My boy and his new wife met a year ago yesterday, at the wedding of my middle son and his Preciosa. She was a bridesmaid and he was a groomsman; and although they talked a little, they never got around to hitting the dance floor together. My son told me afterward that on the entire 12-hour drive back from VA to NH, he was kicking himself for not spending more time with her. So the first thing he did when he got home was to send her a Facebook friend request. (As wonderfully old-fashioned as this couple is in all the right ways, they ARE, after all, 21st-century creatures.) Once they became FB friends, texts flew back and forth, followed by epic phone calls, followed by visits via air travel...and when it seemed as if they were headed in a very serious direction, they decide to say the novena. God was a part of the equation from the get-go, and they appealed to His Mother for Her intercession. Due to the long-distance nature of their relationship, they had to say many of their Rosaries together over the phone. When the 54 days were up, it seemed that God's answer was something like, "You two really need to be together, and I think you know that."
Within six months of meeting, they were engaged.
And they had a beautiful wedding day to go along with that story.
To begin with, the Mass was very holy and reverent. The couple recited their vows while holding a crucifix that they bought especially for that purpose, and which they plan to hang in their house for the rest of their days together on this earth. The music was so incredibly lovely--in fact, the same team that sang and played for the wedding Mass of son #3 and Preciosa a year ago was employed once more. (Ginger and Preciosa have been friends for more than a decade, and the singer is the younger sister of one of their mutual best friends.) The litany of the saints, a favorite of mine, made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. It was like being in the company of the angels. The priest who married them is young and extremely likeable--and as someone pointed out, bears an uncanny resemblance to Brian Kilmeade of Fox TV's "Fox and Friends" morning show!
What about the guys--you didn't think I forgot about them, did you? Here is a clever shot of the gray-suited groomsmen that I didn't understand at first.
I'll bet you're smiling, aren't you? Okay then, on to the reception!
We were thrilled that the party was held in the same Marriott hotel where all the out-of-town guests had reserved their rooms, so it was an easy walk back "home" after the festivities.
The ballroom was decadently beautiful. The food, served buffet-style, was decadently tasty and plentiful. The air was filled with the sound of non-stop dance tunes (provided by a father-son DJ duo the bride has known since high school), and the dance floor was packed from the minute dinner ended until the lights went on at the end of the night. I don't think there was anything about that wedding reception that could have been improved upon. One of the best things about it was that there were so many CHILDREN in attendance, which is the hallmark of any Pearl wedding--and our son married into a family that is very like-minded!
I got to dance my third mother-son dance in the span of eleven months, and I started to get a little weepy. But then my son and I decided to do a little swing dancing to lighten things up.
|That's him back there next to the bride, holding his little dance partner Bonny Babe.|
|No wedding reception would be complete without "YMCA"--am I right?|
|Or my baby's "Thriller" routine.|
|Cutie Pie was either on my lap or on the dance floor |
with me, all night (we were like peas and carrots!),
until it was time for a sitter to put her to bed.
|My husband was sporting his wedding must-have: shamrock suspenders!|
Ginger was a spectacularly beautiful bride.
My son likes to say he "married up." But I'd say they both did quite all right indeed!
Mary, these children of Yours came to You for help when they were in the process of discerning whether or not they should be joined together for life. You helped them to see that God's answer to their prayers was a resounding "YES!" Please continue to watch over and guide them.
But I don't have to tell you that. You're their Mother, after all.
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