Guest guest Posted November 6, 2000 Report Share Posted November 6, 2000 , Speedy and I were happy to hear that things went well. He had the opportunity to be best man for one of his sons and was so honored. It appears as though sometimes our strength comes through, even when we think it is not there. We are glad that all worked for you. Congratualtions to all of you. Marilyn in TN ---------- >From: JVM2929@... >To: shydrageregroups >Subject: Wedding Report >Date: Mon, Nov 6, 2000, 5:57 PM > >Hi Gang: > >Well, I made it to, and through, my son 's wedding this past weekend. > >On Thursday, I experienced my second worst day since coming down with MSA. I >never thought I'd even make it to the wedding, let alone stand up for my son >as Best Man and give the wedding toast at the reception. What I've been >calling the " Ws " - not - but weak, woozy, wobbly, and weary had me >laid low. > >I guess miracles sometimes really do happen. I woke up on Friday and after a >slow start felt better than I have in weeks. Terri and I drove to Baltimore, >went to the rehearsal (the wedding and reception took place at an art museum >there) and hosted a rehearsal dinner for the two families and close friends >Friday night. I managed to stay up for the whole dinner till after 11; I'm >usually in bed at 9. I got up on Saturday still feeling OK, went out with >Terri's and my relatives for brunch. I napped in the afternoon while Terri >helped organize everything. It must have taken me an hour and a half to get >into my tux. Then off to the wedding and reception. It was beautiful. >When it came time for the toast, my voice (which is usually weak and raspy) >held up and my emotions (I can break out crying watching a Mc's >commercial) held steady. Unbelievable. I prepared a written version of my >toast for my son to read just in case but he didn't have to. > >When my son (he's the guy some of you may remember who said when he >learned that I had made arrangements to donate to Vanderbilt's brain bank: > " Dad this is too important. Don't wait. Donate now! " ) and I arrived at the >museum, he handed me an envelope addressed " Best Man. " Something told me not >to open it until after the toast. Good thing I waited. As the reception was >winding down later on, I opened it. The card said: " Padre, Thanks for being >my best man?I couldn't think of anyone else who could fit the title better. >You are always there for me and never let me down. Love, . " You can >imagine how I reacted. I'm still crying over it. > >For a guy for whom being " Dad " was always the best and most important part of >me, life doesn't get much sweeter ?even four years into MSA. > >Thanks for all your good thoughts and prayers. They really helped. > > > > ?sobbing joyfully in the shadow of our Nation's capital. > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 7, 2000 Report Share Posted November 7, 2000 , What a great feeling to have beaten this " thing " for a day or two and take part in your son's wedding. Congratulations and hang in there. Re: Wedding Report Congratulations : So glad to hear everything went so well for the wedding. I was routing for you! (Ont.Canada) JVM2929@... wrote: > Hi Gang: > > Well, I made it to, and through, my son 's wedding this past weekend. > > On Thursday, I experienced my second worst day since coming down with MSA. I > never thought I'd even make it to the wedding, let alone stand up for my son > as Best Man and give the wedding toast at the reception. What I've been > calling the " Ws " - not - but weak, woozy, wobbly, and weary had me > laid low. > > I guess miracles sometimes really do happen. I woke up on Friday and after a > slow start felt better than I have in weeks. Terri and I drove to Baltimore, > went to the rehearsal (the wedding and reception took place at an art museum > there) and hosted a rehearsal dinner for the two families and close friends > Friday night. I managed to stay up for the whole dinner till after 11; I'm > usually in bed at 9. I got up on Saturday still feeling OK, went out with > Terri's and my relatives for brunch. I napped in the afternoon while Terri > helped organize everything. It must have taken me an hour and a half to get > into my tux. Then off to the wedding and reception. It was beautiful. > When it came time for the toast, my voice (which is usually weak and raspy) > held up and my emotions (I can break out crying watching a Mc's > commercial) held steady. Unbelievable. I prepared a written version of my > toast for my son to read just in case but he didn't have to. > > When my son (he's the guy some of you may remember who said when he > learned that I had made arrangements to donate to Vanderbilt's brain bank: > " Dad this is too important. Don't wait. Donate now! " ) and I arrived at the > museum, he handed me an envelope addressed " Best Man. " Something told me not > to open it until after the toast. Good thing I waited. As the reception was > winding down later on, I opened it. The card said: " Padre, Thanks for being > my best manâ?¦ I couldn't think of anyone else who could fit the title better. > You are always there for me and never let me down. Love, . " You can > imagine how I reacted. I'm still crying over it. > > For a guy for whom being " Dad " was always the best and most important part of > me, life doesn't get much sweeter â?¦ even four years into MSA. > > Thanks for all your good thoughts and prayers. They really helped. > > > â?¦ sobbing joyfully in the shadow of our Nation's capital. > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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