The phone rang around supper time.
This afternoon! In Las Vegas.
Allison is now Mrs. Scott Opseth (sorry, I guess that should be Mrs. Allison Opseth) of Birch Hills, Saskatchewan.
Pictures will come later. She had a beautiful dress (sorry, I’m not a fashion page editor who could describe the crinkles and wrinkles of material!) and Scott was in a tuxedo. They were chauffered in a limousine to the chapel. Her hair was beautifully coiffeured (OK, so my spelling is off, but I’m getting closer to the fashion page!) and the bouquet is in the motel room being prepared to become a part of the wedding momentos.
This is our first child married. As you prepare for the wedding (and I suppose more so as they plan to elope) you are left slightly removed. Not in a bad way. But, as Jill said after getting off the phone, she’s no longer our responsiblity. The funny thing is, I feel like we have just moved to another level of responsibility — one which I’m going to enjoy — stay out of their business unless asked for advice, pray like crazy and support them in their marriage.
Congratulations Scott and Allison!