One of my favorite musicals is FIDDLER ON THE ROOF. Who isn’t moved by tradition, and the scary proposition of marrying the wrong man or woman? I saw that musical in college and the music and lyrics spoke to me then. MATCHMAKER, MATCHMAKER, TRADITION…
These days the lyrics still speak to me, but now up close and personal, they encircle my heart. In a little over a month, tradition, matchmaking and a wedding will enhance our lives.
My son is getting married to the love of his life. These two have dated since their freshmen year in college, and as my son’s fiancee will tell you, she knew he was the one from the moment they met–six years ago.
But although my son probably doesn’t know the words to MATCHMAKER, (ha! he’s probably never even heard of it), he’s not the type to rush into anything.
So much like his daddy, he’s a planner. So when he says “I do,” I’m pretty confident that, well, he really does.
Is this the little girl I carried, is this the little boy at play? I don’t remember growing older. When did they? Sunrise, Sunset. Sunrise, Sunset . . .Swiftly fly the years. One season following another laiden with happiness and tears . . .
Romance is abundant in the Bell household these days. My heartfelt wish is that all of you celebrate such glorious Sunrises & Sunsets.