My life has been over the top for the past few days. The honeymooners have flown away to the USA and I have just put the last of the visitors on the plane home.
I hadn't expected the emotions that I experiences with the marriage of my son. My own mother died when I was only 16 years old and my father when I was in my 20's. There has been no one to tell me what to expect in life. The emotions that flooded in at the birth of my children or any of the other major events of life have all come as a surprise. It is at times likes these that I miss having parents.
It has been the same with this wedding. My sons came home to prepare for the ceremony and as I sewed the buttons on their vests it hit me that this was my last task as the mother of an unmarried son.
The days of having little boys around the house flooded back. Their noise, fights, hobbies, friends, sports, school, university and then they moved out into the world. I often wondered if they would be friends but need not have worried. They are close and love each other and their sister. So now I move into another phase of my life and I suppose there will be lots of surprise emotions in the future as there has been in the past.
In his speech as best man, Guy, the younger of the two spoke about his first day at school and how his brother looked out for him. He took him aside and told him that "the teachers will beat you but don't worry they do it to everyone." No wonder there were fights.
So here they stand together at another milestone as bride groom and his best man. I wish my mother and father could have been here to see them.