You Must Be So Excited
My middle son, Dylan, is getting married in less than 3 months. It’s funny how so many say, “You must be so excited!” I’m actually not sure exactly why they say that. I mean, I am happy for him. But for me? It’s a very mixed, bittersweet bag.
Why? Because he’s my baby and he’s totally leaving the nest. Not just moving out, but moving on. Away. And how did he get to be old enough to do that? And when did he get to be old enough to do that? And what if he forgets about me with his new life and his new wife? (And I know you’re thinking, “Of course, he won’t forget about you.” But please allow me the smallest of pity parties for just a moment. I won’t let it last long, I promise.)
Hardest of all is Roger not being here by my side for such a momentous event in our child’s life. And not being here for Dylan. Sometimes the sheer unfairness of it all threatens to overwhelm. But it is what it is and I know that. Life is not fair and life must go on. I know that too. It’s just that sometimes it goes on in such an incredibly painful and difficult way.
(deep breath) Okay, let me try this again.
My middle son, Dylan, is getting married. And I really am so happy for him. That God has blessed him in such an extraordinary way. That he is so happy. That he has found such a wonderful young woman to spend his life with. That he won’t be alone. That he has someone who will walk by his side and lovingly partner with him through life. That he will be loved so much by another. That she is such an amazing and loving and beautiful young woman. That she too loves God deeply. That I will finally have the blessing of a daughter.
Dylan is very blessed. I am blessed. And God is a very good God. And the joy of the Lord really is my strength. (Neh. 8:10)
Yes, my middle son, Dylan, is getting married. And it’s no wonder so many say, “You must be so excited!” I am. Today and on Dylan’s wedding day and on any given day blessed so abundantly by God.