A wedding is always good news. I never knew why until my daughter became a bride.
Yes, I am the mother of the bride. And, I am learning to let go.
Because my daughter is stressed, I want to soothe her exactly the way I did when she was a small child, but that role is no longer exclusively mine. She usually knows how to soothe herself, or can turn to the man she is about to marry. My job is to continue to love her and to extend that love to him, her husband-to-be. Can I do that? Can I gracefully step aside? I will because I love her.
Years ago I attended a wedding where the father of the bride stood still, his hand tightly clutching his daughter’s arm. The groom waited patiently, but nothing happened. Finally, across the aisle, his wife called out, “Charlie, let go.”
In her bridal dress and veil, my daughter will walk down the aisle to meet the man she loves. I will step back and that will be my gift to her.
File photo by Robby Mueller (CC license)