The purpose of the guest

Bestest is getting married and in a couple of hours my daughter and I will set off for the wedding!

A lot of thought has gone into this event -- on both sides, but the important things were already set in stone. I need to remember that.

Of all the people in the world no one knows me better than Bestest. He's seen me at my worst and, hopefully, now he will see me at my best!

The truth is this weekend won't change us at all. So why am I so anxious?

Probably because I will be meeting almost all the other important people in his life. I've already met the love of his life. We like each other a lot. But what about all those other people? His mother, his father, his brothers and friends? Does it matter what they think?

Probably not and they will probably like me anyway. What's not to like?

Marriage is a beautiful and mysterious sacrament. A joining of two people so in love and so compatible they want to spend the rest of their lives together. My job, as a guest, is to surround them with as much love as possible.

I can do that.