I really don’t know where to begin this post.
I want to be funny. I want to wax nostalgic. I want to express my heart. I want to cry happy tears. I want to share all the bittersweet emotions. I want to share my joy.
But most of all?
I want to tell you that it happened.
And somewhere along the way?
My little t-rex grew up and got married.
I’m the mother of one of the most amazing young men ever to pretend he was a dinosaur. If I squint, I can still see him wearing his t-rex hat and glow-in-the-dark prehistoric shirt and light-up shoes on the playground.
I can still see him catching that fly ball in the outfield.
I can still see him standing on the dirt that taught him so many lessons.
I can see him teaching his sisters to drive and being there for his brother and watching over strays and letting Buddy follow him wherever he went and patiently explaining to his mother all about basketball and helping his father when he needed him the most.
One day I saw him fall in love.
It was kind of unexpected to all of us.
After all, Zack had never even brought a girl home before.
And now I know why.
He was waiting for the most perfect girl on the planet.
A girl so special and so wonderful that she took his breath away.
A girl that believed in him.
A girl that made him laugh and encouraged him and saw him with all his strengths and all his imperfections.
And loved him right back.
A week ago I had a front-row seat to this wedding.
I did all the things that the mother-of-the-groom is supposed to do. I got my hair and make-up done (Courtney did my hair). I put on my dress. I tucked my toes into 4″ high heels.
I picked up my bouquet and walked down the aisle with tears hovering on the tips of my fake lashes and sat in my chair.
And watched these two say the sweetest “I Do’s.”
We went to the reception after the ceremony.
It was incredible.
There was the yummiest food and the most beautiful venue with flowers festooning the tables and a timeless stone floor. We danced all the dances on that floor and ate and laughed and celebrated as the sun set over the lake and the stars twinkled in the night sky.
It was time for the bride and groom to leave.
We watched them leave under a shower of sparkles in the Texas night sky as the band played with the saxophone leading the way. Someone took this picture as my husband and I watched them leave.
I love this picture.
The look on my face says it all.
I’m not really sure what mother-of-the-grooms are supposed to feel as they watch their t-rexs walk away?
I’ve never been one before.
But just know that right here, right now, at this exact moment, the emotion that filled my heart?
Incredible, amazing, overwhelming awe.
A grateful, thankful heart full of awe at all the chapters that had gone before….
…and awe at all the new chapters just waiting to be written.
Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Wood.
We love you.