This Saturday, God willing and the Priest being able to actually perform the ceremony, my middle child shall be married! How did this happen? Isn’t she in pigtails and overalls, braces and Keds, either arguing with her mother over what she will wear to school in the 2nd grade or arguing with her confirmation class teacher about creation and the whole point of Genesis.

More importantly, since every thing in life is really ALL ABOUT ME – how did I get old enough to have children getting married? By choice? Number one daughter will follow in April.

My daughter and LW are on the Coast already, doing that last minute thang. I will join them tomorrow. I’ve gone without a day off now for five weeks, so I am looking forward to a bit of time away, although it will be quite busy. But it’s all good and fun and really exciting. I am looking forward to family and friends for sure.

It’s also a time for remembering. I am now older than my own father was when I got married. THAT IS SO WEIRD! Like all of us that reach whatever age we reach, I sure have moved the needle on what I consider “old”. Isn’t it interesting how that works?

There are days when I am terrified to be 54. 60 is almost here. 70 too. I am well into my last 1/3 of my life. That sucks! I have so much more to do, to say, to see, to live. (**editor’s note – I am not saying any of those ages are OLD. But sometimes the numbers are rather intimidating!**).

But none of that comes close in comparison to walking my two precious girls down the aisle where awaits for them, respectively, two of the coolest guys on the planet. I tell the LW – we done sumthin right, because our girls have found incredible mates to share their lives with.

So Saturday we gain a son, we don’t lose a daughter. And yes there will be tears, especially by dear ole Dad who will pray to God Almighty he can make it through the service and the sermon AND the Father-Daughter dance! But mostly, there will be smiles, and laughter, and real, true, deep, abiding joy. Oh yes, and a great party – band and all! I really can’t wait……St. James folks – see you next week! I will be the guy with the red eyes and the big smile.