As today is 1 month until my daughter Alisha and her fiance'James' wedding, I will post about it as I think I will be a little busy in the next few weeks. 1 month and I will have one less Burger daughter. I have been through this once before and should be a pro at marrying off my daughters. The planning can be fun (sometimes) The dress shopping, exhilerating. The showers...so much fun. The thinking about the money we need to spend, exhausting. But when it comes close I get excited for my daughter, especially when I know she is marrying the right guy. I knew with Sheila that she was marrying the right guy and I know with Alisha that she is marrying the right guy. That does give me peace and joy. The part I struggle with is the fact that my daughter is no longer mine and Tom's, she is her husbands. She will never be ours on her birthday. She will never be ours on Christmas morning. She won't wake up in our house and come down for breakfast or say good night when she gets home late. They may spend the night once in awhile but it's just not the same. They belong to someone else. They are married! So when June 20th comes and Alisha walks down the isle to James and he looks at her with tears of joy and she smiles that beautiful smile, I will have tears in my eyes, some of joy and some of sadness for another daughter who isn't mine anymore. But then I have to remember...God gave her to Tom and I to care for and raise right. She is His and was never mine to start with. That makes it easier. I am gaining another son too. Two down, 1 to go.
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