The process of planning of our wedding makes me think of my family, people who are gone now but who I wish Austin could have known and who I would have liked to know Austin. People like my grandma McMullen who had the best sense of humor and was so laid back. I picture Austin sitting with him on the porch of the farmhouse, smoking a pipe (before grandpa gave up smoking), and shootin the breeze. Or someone like my Great-Grandma Tina, who was quick witted and spunky. I can imagine Austin hunkered down with us for a game of Yatzee and grandma's famous chocolate chip cookies, talking about history. They would have loved him. And he would have loved them too.
The wistful feeling seems to come more often as I address invitations, or go to dress fittings, or as I sit at the piano in my livingroom that belonged to Grandma Tina's, tinkering out the melodies of songs that will be sung during the ceremony. I know they would be so proud and happy for me. And that makes me happy too.
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