This weekend I went home to be in the wedding of my "little sister" Shannon Howell. I can remember as if it were yesterday sitting on the floor of her room watching Father of the Bride parts I & II and re-winding certain parts over and over till our sides ached from laughing so hard! My sister and I grew up with Shannon and her sister Amy. My sister was 8 and I was 4 when we moved to Danville. Amy was 2 and Shannon not quite 1. (Old Bubba wasn't even around yet which is hard to imagine!) So for the past 22 years (wow 22 years?!) we have shared tons of hilarious memories with a few tears added in and oh probably 100 boyfriends or so! My sister started the wedding hoopla between the 4 of us 7 years ago and now Shannon has ended it. I lost it when the doors opened and Shannon walked down the aisle. She was beautiful.
We had a luncheon for Shannon on Friday morning (more about that in another post) and my son (being the only male there) was a huge hit! He's already a ladies man and can't even walk yet! The day of the wedding was a long one, just like any other wedding, but we had a good time! We should of had a jar for us to put pennies in every time one of our straps popped off or someone needed their bow re-tied. We could have paid for Shannon and Brett's tank of gas to their honeymoon destination with those pennies! The wedding was beautiful and I am so thankful that I got to be there and to be a part of it! Going home always gets me real homesick and reminds how much I miss everyone I grew up with. But I am thankful for the times I do get to see everyone, even if they are few and far between.
I had so many good pictures I decided to make a video instead of spreading them out over a few posts. But while going through the pictures I realized I didn't get any of the groom (sorry Brett!)or any of the bride and groom after the wedding. Oh well, hopefully somebody somewhere took some and will be kind enough to send 'em my way!