Memories of the wedding are much more confused.
being part of a large family party staying in several places that get together in the evening.
being the one that feeds them............and the one that doesn't.
meeting new members of our family and getting to know them
meeting old members of our family and spending time with them
spending lots of time with our new grandchild (and his parents)
being part of an enormous Irish family party
having a house full of gorgeous young men in morning suits
being at a catholic wedding (which was a completely different experience) with humourous priest, beautiful flowers, beautiful bride, handsome groom, gorgeous ushers and bridesmaids, and a splash of sunshine
watching Him Outdoors crying before the bride had got down the aisle
seeing dear daughter as the best looking bridesmaid
having a best man that sings his speech with the chorus line that our son is the nicest man he knows - still makes me cry
being part of such a delightfully happy occasion