I was standing at the far end of the aisle, with my dad and brother there and Harlan as my best man, and I felt like Indiana Jones standing at the lion’s head, clutching at his heart and looking at an abyss beneath him as he was preparing to make a leap of faith.
Backing out was neither an option nor an issue. Still, I felt the sort of nervousness to be expected of someone embarking upon an endeavor for a second time when it crashed and burned the first time.
And then I saw Kathleen coming toward me, resplendent in her wedding dress (which, in accordance with tradition, I hadn’t seen her in), her parents escorting her, and I calmed right down. Everything came together for me at that instant and I knew it was all going to turn out fine.
And now we have a motorized little speed demon named Caroline, and she continues to be a great mom to our little one, a great stepmom to Ariel, Shana and Gwen (I can’t tell you the number of times Shana and Gwen have called with some problem and said, “Hi, dad, is Kath there?”) and a wonderful wife to me.
We’re not doing anything especially elaborate; just going out to dinner tonight. But just being together is more than enough.
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