This last weekend my youngest son got married. Just like the four brothers before him this was a bittersweet event. I felt two conflicting emotions. Luckily, the one that was the most powerful was joy. I was so happy for these two people who had waited so long to be together. They were sooo happy. The mother/son dance was epic for me. In our own ways we let each other go. That wonderful "Mama's Boy" relationship is different now but I'm O.K. with that. He said some things that let me know he will always be my boy in some small way. The day itself was actually crazy. Since we live in a climate that gets about 5 days of rain a year and you can never predict when they will be, it's a pretty sure bet that you can plan a wedding almost any time of the year and you will be O.K. Not us. Of the five days it will rain this year, 3 of them were the two days before and the day of our wedding. We set up two completely different times to move everything to a different area and then we ended up crammed into a small area as it poured all around us. Since nothing about these two has been your run of the mill relationship story it was only fitting that their wedding should be an event that they can talk about and laugh about for years to come. The very best part is that they are together forever and that they will always be "Forever Moore".
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