There are quite a few weddings that are being planned, in the immediate family, for this spring and summer. The emails are flying with dates, details, questions, concerns, plans and complaints about the pending affairs. This is a pretty large family that are still in mourning over the death of my parents last year and we are trying our best to get along and make peace with idea that they are both gone and won’t be included in the festivities.
One of the Bride’s-t- be is my niece, my oldest sister’s oldest daughter. She had wanted to wear my mother’s (her grandmother’s) wedding dress and bridal shoes on her special day and is disappointed that I can’t seem to find the much talked about bridal shoes, but I did manage to find the gown and have had it cleaned and repaired for her. All of this drama over a pair of bridal shoes that I’m sure wouldn’t fit her anyway for goodness sake.
I’m sure it will all work out, I’m trying to keep everyone concerned happy, but we all know how that can end up. In the mean time, life goes and there is a lot of work that needs my attention here at the old farm, spring is here and time is precious. So I’ll get back to work and let them deal with the formal attire casualties.