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This week has been nothing like the original plan, and who knows what surprises still lie ahead. Yesterday I shared something deeply difficult, and I was overwhelmed by the positive, supportive, and thankful responses. They made me feel far more at ease, and I received so many warm messages. I am truly grateful.
Now I want to share a more ordinary yet incredibly special moment. Yesterday afternoon, despite the war, my daughter and her husband to be rescheduled the wedding for Sunday in a hall that meets the government’s shelter requirements. We invited only the 50 people we are permitted to have.
Many people, especially my in-laws, my brother, and many of our closest and dearest friends will not be able to join us. I am truly saddened that they will not be with us except by video, and I wish they were. But I fully support the decision to move forward, because this is Day 1 of their future lives together, and we simply cannot put it on hold indefinitely.
And then something truly beautiful happened.
My daughter tried on her wedding dress so her father could see it. Until now the fittings had been with my wife and other daughter. It was simply stunning. And I will be honest: I cried tears of pure joy. My baby is getting married. I held her about five seconds after she was born, and since that moment she has been a wonderful daughter. I am so proud. The groom is a proper gentleman, and I am genuinely happy they are marrying. This FOTB (Father of the Bride) thing is even better than I imagined.
For those moments, all talk of war, PSP, diapers, wheelchairs, aches, and pains disappeared. I was just a regular dad. These are the moments that make all the struggles worthwhile, and I hope Sunday is as special as I pray it will be. For me, for the bride, for the groom, for everyone, and especially to my wife, the mother of the bride, to whom I’m so grateful.
